I Cant Help It

WTH....

OK guys  I had a little difficulty  writing this chapter that's why its  late this week im so sorry guys but I hope you enjoy this fun plot twist..
Ckylers POV
"Ckyler Banks please report to the office" My professor dismissed me and I got up from my desk and headed out the building. Walked the campus to the main building where the office was. I walked up to the office desk where a short white women with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail stood looking at with a white smile and green eyes. "Ms.banks?" Yes "this letter was brought by a T" T? " that's all he said". My class was over by this time and I held the envelope in my hand it wasn't flat there was something in there but it was small. I was a little nervous to open the envelope, I began to slowly slid the envelope open in till i was stopped. "Ckyler is it"? Yes may I ask your name? "Jawuan, but I read your poem for your English Professor it was quiet lovely if you don't mind me asking who's it about"? which one A girl with a dark shadow or Brown Sugar Footsteps? "if you don't mind both" yea no problem.
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Brown sugar Footsteps

you cant even walk, not even you learned

 for the sickness makes you weak you don't even squirm

 like the others you skin so soft and sweet I kiss your little feet

 I lay you down to rest as the doctors run their test

 your a fighter you are strong you were strictly made by God

but when its time for you to rest for only God knows the rest

he takes you by the hand and takes you to the promise land

where your happy and learn to walk stumbling over your little brown sugar feet

Ill follow your footsteps where one day we'll meet

By:  Ckyler Banks

ALEXANDRIA_BOOKS original poem

This poems about my little nephew Grayson and his fight threw cancer and how he passed away. He was a strong fighter and he had so many supporters and he passed away in the arms of his mother he wasn't even two and he couldn't walk. God took him from the pain and freed him were he can be happy. I wrote Brown sugar footsteps because I wanted people to know Grayson's story. "woah that's deep, but why did you name it Brown sugar Footsteps"? because we always called him brown sugar baby and he always tried to walk but he was to weak to learn. "what about your other poem"?

A Girl with a Dark Shadow

I walk the dark night not thinking about the horrible monsters whom ly within the dark night

 for i am a monster as well and we should be judged

 we all have a secret something awful we've done

 and the girl with a dark shadow doesn't regret hers

 she praised hers she walks with a body on her hands 

and a dreadful man from the past whom abused her

but the pain he seeked apon her is the same pain shed been receiving for years but ten times worst

We burned down to chard skin and she remembers the scream the last sound form that horrible man 

hes my past and he will ly in the past

I attchually prefer not to dicuss what this poem is about Jawuan. "I can see why it must be deep" yea "can I ask one question?" sure "are you the girl"?  yes I am the girl with the dark shadow.... his face was plank. I walked away from Jawuan he still stold there as if he was just told his mother died.  I walked off campus to a near by chick-fil-a and ordered a chicken  and sandwich waited at a small two person table with the envelope. I began to slide the envelope open "order 60" thats me I shot her a small smile and collected my sandwich. I sat back down at the table and ate my sandwich. I stuck the envelope in the bottom of my bag and walked out. I walked back to campus and my phone started ringing. Hello¿ "hey where you at I'm here to pick you up" said Quincy in a unsteady voice. what's wrong!¿ "Lil Bit I'm good just Vibing" I'm coming to the northside of the campus "ight". I got in the car and Quincy leaned over and kissed me. His eyes were red he had been smoking some loud. and we went home....