When I think about my childhood
memories have been scattered
much like my body
my mind has been battered
Torn to pieces by life and many crude trials
Tears fell from my eyes, flowing as Nile.
Many years passed since I took my first breath
the older I get, the more my mind stress
A break is unheard of but only in life
for a break of the mind can happen with strife.
No recollection of age, in the kitchen with knife
'Twas held to my chest as I pondered on life
I wasn't old enough then
to make a good choice
so I dried my eyes and lowered my voice.
Many things happened from a very young age
in this book of life, it was a contents page
showing what happened or just what could
I had no say in what I thought should
Life hushed my whispers yet amplified my shouts
Eyes blaze like fire, nothings put it out
Roam through the connections just dredging about
Maybe life will change yet in my favor I doubt

YOU ARE READING
Unforgiving Ballads
KurzgeschichtenThis is a journey through the life of a teen named Theresa. From the past through the present, you'll understand your future.