Part Of My Life~A Poem by Overrated-WorldThis is a little something of my story. Its more like a rap, But its how i wrote it.My life has been a tough one. The amount of times i wanted to run. Standing there with the rope hanging around my neck. I was a f*****g emotional wreck. When i was younger i didn't understand but when i grew up i saw what had been planned. My childhood was s**t. I used to say something and get hit. I had no friends i was a loner. Used to get bullied by everyone. I wanted to end my life with a gun. My brother came along. After awhile i was smoking a bong. The path were i thought id belong. My mother, the psychotic b***h took away my brother. Sitting there smoking as a living. Forgiving you will never happen. Not what you did to me. You gave me scars, made me bleed and you hit the f**k outta me. Thought we were a family. But now I'm happily free. My head was loosing it. The thought again came along i wanted to commit. My wrists were always slit. I hated my life, every last bit. I went down the wrong path again. I got addicted and started being a s**t. Once i got a reputation i was known as the filthy mutt. I didn't know how to live my life in the right, So i did in the wrong. I thought to escape my problems was with c**k and a cigarette. Or with a drink and some brew. I didn't know what the f**k to do. I ran away. but that just made everything come back. My life got over taken, s**t got legal. My depression got turned into aggression And i really didn't make the best first impression. At counselling i never learnt a f*****g lesson so it just went on. Bad memories came back. The old guys who made me sleep with them in bed. And plead to give them head. The thought came to my dead friend. The one that lead me to humiliation and no communication. The punch on's, the suicidal times. When i just needed someone, But no one was ever there. When i was most alone, I got to the point where i had no flesh but just bone. And i wasn't prone. At one stage when i was down. There was only one place to go. And that was to sit and talk to my little bro. Without an answer i got a smile. My brain had made a file with his name on it. Because when he smiled. It too made me do the same. After i went to hell and back. I went to the opposite. I turned to God. He was my only saviour. My life got changed. Like my life sorta got arranged. I still have problems to this day. But i think it out and pray. I cry even if i try not to. Its the way i stay stable. I don't care if i cry.
I just let out a sigh and let life go by. © 2013 Overrated-WorldFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on January 3, 2013 Last Updated on January 3, 2013 AuthorOverrated-WorldGosford, NSW, AustraliaAboutIm young, but mature. Had a difficult life, but i am now happily free. I want to explore the deep poetry life. I usually write raps, but now i want to try something a bit new. more..Writing
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