A poem for those broken.A Poem by Chesney W.This is a sort of poem for the broken. This poem is for those not yet woken. Those who know rough times. Those who haven't yet chimed.
Struggle we know. Greatness of a foe. We still aren't shining. But, here I am rhyming.
Knowing how you feel, I try. Most of you probably wonder why. Here for you I am. No, I promise, this is not a scam.
Talk with me about the bitters. Walk with me amongst the critters. Creatures in contact have we came. Life is anything but a game.
Loving for those unworthy. Yes, I know, you're still hurting. Tears we've shed, so many cries. Slow it down, breathe a sigh.
Push, an end is upon us. Hush, wipe off the dust. Shoved to the back we've been. Not now, because it's time for a win.
You've tried before, but with enough force not. Try again, this time with all you've got. In control you should be. You are you, you are mighty.
Lurking in the shadows no more. Rise up, come hither, ease the sore. Speak words you've held. Open wide, do tell.
You're worth so much. Let loose of the crutch. Stand tall in you're great person. Cover ears, don't listen, you're not worrysome.
Be you without the cover. Show your pages, let the hurt be over. You are beautiful, unique, and smart. Now use that confidence to prove your art.
Away to be thrown is the mask. The problems nothing but a flash. Dig deep and open wide. Time for you, time now to shine. (: © 2014 Chesney W.Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 17, 2014 Last Updated on September 17, 2014 AuthorChesney W.Grove Hill, ALAboutHello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..Writing
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