Dream, Wish, Pain, Life

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I was weak but grow up strong.

I was five, I was taken away from my father by my mother

Thrown into a life of drinking, drugs and abuse.

Being around people drinking or smoking

Or other drugs was not that bad.

At six I grow up fast and

Took care of my little sister.

Over the years I seen my life time

Of abuse, bullying and fights

Many men and people in and out of my life,

In a blink of an eye.

Moved to one place to the next,

Being a new student each year.

Always wishing I could have my family back.

Always dreaming my dad would come back into my life.

I learned to live in peoples shadows or stay hidden.

I tried not to get myself hurt

By others but failed.

At ten I got told what to do by

Someone who was not really family.

At eleven my mom got married

To my stepfather life seem fine you would think.

At fourteen my life took a turn on

To a bumpy road and still is on that road today.

Getting hit by an elder at fifteen

For standing up for those I care about.

Then finding out the answers to all

My questions I have thought about over the years.

Only wish is to see the person

That has answer my questions.

I feel something I lost along

Time ago has been found or

At least filled after trying to fill it.

It just filled its self all on its own.

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