Ups downs, lefts rights.
Welcome to the roller coaster called life.
It can seem like Heaven with pearly gates,
Everything seeming predetermined by fate.
Life is great, until it drags you down with the chains from Hell.
They drag you down and don't stop until you ring the bell
It signals your defeat and shows your weakness.
You are shown to be lower than you are and considered a mess.
You get put down and pulled through the mud
Treated like you are now a dud.
A broken tool that has lost its use.
Something that is only used for abuse.
A doll that is used for dress up and play
Something that will be tossed and thrown away.
What gives people rights to bring someone down?
Making their victims look like clowns.
They use them for their stress, venting frustration
Living through each beating, loving the sensation.
Do not let the people you meet as you walk these twisted paths
Control your choices as you deal with the aftermath
And remember, no matter how old
You are worth more than gold.
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Book of Poems
PoetryJust a book of poems, though whether they are good or bad is up to you. I write my feelings and stress out in the form of these poems and I just decided to post them. There won't be frequent updates, but I will post something new whenever I find mys...
