Chesney W. : Writing

Three Words.

Three Words.

A Poem by Chesney W.


Those 3 little words hurt so much.
I'm through.

I'm through.

A Poem by Chesney W.


why does everyone think that Life is a game?
Never Forgotten.

Never Forgotten.

A Poem by Chesney W.


My cousin, my aunt, a friend from school, another aunt, and now a close friend we called 'Bubba'. May they Rest In Peace Forever.
is this wat life is actually like?

is this wat life is actually like?

A Poem by Chesney W.


am I really living? is this what life is actually like? If this is really how it is, then I don't know if I can do this, it's too hard. But G..
This Is My Life.

This Is My Life.

A Poem by Chesney W.


Walking. Yes. Talking. No. I do not speak, for I will be sentenced another 10 years. The jail's guard stalk me at night time. Watching my eve..
Life Sucks

Life Sucks

A Poem by Chesney W.


Barely getting by in life. Living, but no one paying attention. Anger builds up and filling the emptiness. I want to scream, I want to shout. ..
A Better Future.

A Better Future.

A Poem by Chesney W.


My life right now sucks, so I'm hoping I have a much better future.
I'm falling.

I'm falling.

A Poem by Chesney W.


I'm falling, off the edge of a cliff.. The air rushes within my hair. The ground growing closer. I hope thisis notthe real me. But I don't ..
And all I can do is pray.

And all I can do is pray.

A Poem by Chesney W.


When you feel like your life can't get worse, pray and it wil get better with time.
Gone Forever? or New Beginning?

Gone Forever? or New Beginning?

A Poem by Chesney W.


hiding in a cave, from the light and the outside. the walls echo my worries.. trapped in a world of sorrow, all alone left and been forgotten..