Countless TimesA Poem by Jonathan KurtzYou rushed out…I almost died….There was almost a suicide
that you caused because I was so traumatized.
I would have rather died…then to not have you by my side. Countless times that I threw up and cried, l
lock myself in my room with my headphones on and hide. Grit my teeth and stare up to the sky I love you god, but stop taking away what’s mine Got a pool of tears right by my side Have I not suffered enough growing up, can you lend me
pride?! Forgive me father for my father But dont bother helping me, I dont need armor I'm stronger, I burned the alter from my stare and stole the priest's collar Sorry mama, I'm drama, I'm hungry, I'm weak I falter. You rushed out…I almost died….There was almost a suicide that you caused because I was so traumatized. I would have rather died…then to not have you by my side. Countless times that I threw up and cried, l lock myself in my room with my headphones on and hide. Why do we not have a house? we live in our car Shut your mouth son, or you will get smacked worse than before Tried to escape, slammed my thumb in the door How will I ever get a girlfriend, my whole life is a war I love you so much dear notebook....may I use you to lay on and snore? So I look up to you and as you saved me. I am so much braver than before. © 2013 Jonathan Kurtz |
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