I Have

I Have

A Poem by PoeticFury
"

We all have done things

"

I have committed my sins...

Made my amends....

Lost many people guess that is like my losses and wins.

While hurting people and having them hurting me in between I have made my share of friends...

I have done my share of wrong that I will never do again.

Guess it shows that indeed none of us are perfect..

As for what the bad is I am not sure where to begin.

Yet I have done my share of right.

I knew when to help...

I knew when to fight...

I knew when it was time to walk and crawl.

I knew for life in the end what I had to be like....

Guess you can take those sentences and change knew to know..

The same goes for the people I have known...

Those to come, and those that are long gone..

For the ones that I hope that never go...

I have risen to the top of the of my own perfections more times than I can count...

I have made some cry....

Just to see if it was what it would take to see if I am worth something.

To see if I am something one can need..

I have taken dreams and broke them...

I have had feelings and questions in pain wondering is this my last breath...

As if I can no longer breathe.

I have had blood to be shed in red as a result ofsuccess and failure.

I have help one in physical and emotional form before.

When the body and heart had no other option, but only to bleed.

I have cheated in school.

I have tried to do others things when I was younger just to be considered cool.

Although I have fought for all the things I have bought.

Why is there a need to cheat when you know you are smart.

I have done things where I have been considered a fool.

In the end I truly found myself and that made me realize who needs cool.

When I have my own life to make, and run..

That in itself rules...

I have disobeyed my parents orders...

I have lied before...

Not to mention I have learned there is a difference between a joke and not telling the truth.

Everything has a line. No need to cross that border.

I have been told to look over my shoulder...

I have matured like we all can and will as I have gotten older.

I have had the mindset where I can take on all with the might of abulldozer.

I have been so weak where the slightest thing I was told I could not handle it.

I have lost my temper and regained it.

Took a look into my heart and said to everyone and everything that has ever had a issue with me...

Bring it on d****t..

I have been rejected..

I have rejected others.

I wonder how family gets along with siblings.

I have wished I was not the only child looking for a figure of a sister or brother.

I have done plenty..

Not to mention I am going to do so much more.

Some things that are good some that may be bad.

At the end of the day we all need to be happy for the things that makes us happy.

Remember the things that we at one point had.

I have had people that sometimes I want to strangle.

I have lost a friend I never knew really.

I have prayed for them everyone that is looking down on me..

All of them are angels...

I have lived in for where all can see.

I have died inside where no one knows, but me..

This is a pattern for us all.

We are human we screw up.

Its our remedy,

As long as there are people they will be right.

As long as there is bad there will be wrong..

As long as there is life there is some things we will be able to do and some things we can't take.

I guess that is called a mistake.

We all are human..

So when people ask is there things you have done wrong, or truth on things that have hurt.

I say yes..

"Do you want to talk about it"

Know that I just did...

These things are just ways of life.

We all do things...

I know....

I have

© 2011 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
PoeticFury

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Heaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..

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