Im trapped,
Chained up,
Refusing
Keep Moving
Don't do this
Don't do that.
Mom said I was ready
Yet my fathers working his ass off and almost died because the blood, not sweat, was coming out of his face. That was totally worth the McDonalds we had on the kitchen table that day.
Hey! You should be this,
Hey! You should that,
Nice iPhone there, how much was it?
I don't know, and I don't want to know, because the way I got it was crying to my mother one day saying that all the "Cool Kids" had one and I wanted to fit in.
Now because of me and my selfish ways my mother worked her ass off for a fucking phone that was deemed "useless" once the new one came out. She just got out of a fucking surgery, can't even lift more than 10 pons, and I'm over here thanking God I have this luxury.
Wow you're talented!
Wow you're amazing!
I wanna be exactly like you!
Yes, because for me to have the ability to write, draw, make music and comedy, it didn't take any sacrifices. All this pain and suffering my sisters have been through just to get me a laptop and a guitar? To fulfill my true potential? It's, overwhelming. They had sleepless nights, fought against people, just to make their little brother happy. Now my older sisters in jail, and my other sister, got shot, dead, gone.
Me, personally,
I abuse things,
I take things for granted,
God shows me what hell on Earth is,
I let him do this,
Because I expect to be victorious at the end,
Because even though all the shit my family has been through,
They see something special in me,
A Blur...
And I'm not afraid to say,
I love you.
Oct 05, 2015
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It Was All A Blur
PoetryA collective piece of poems I've created. Mostly as a way to cope with my all time lows but to fine some happiness inside myself. There will be 9 total poems and then this will be over. Follow some dark times and lows in my life.