WeightA Poem by MercerThis is about people who care to much for others and not enough about themselves.I used to think i had a Curse Until i overcame my demons Eventually, we were able to reverse And my understanding Deepened The Curse was an evil being Clawing its way through my wrists Nobody knew what they were seeing Turning bloodied hands to fists Then i met someone Someone for which i care After her, my attitude Spun Finally out of my nightmare After i got better I learned they were worse Feeling more anxious than ever Now it's my turn to play nurse Turning curses to blessings Morphing my demons to angels Using memories to show caring Making links with everything painful With my bad experiences I related her to me Noticing a few small differences But still sharing Sympathy I found my calling I gotta help people Everyone who is falling Find who makes you peaceful I swear you can soar like an Eagle © 2018 Mercer |
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Added on February 26, 2018 Last Updated on February 26, 2018 AuthorMercerwarsaw, NYAboutI am an Aspiring poet, looking to get some feedback on my work. :) -Mercer more..Writing
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