*none*A Poem by Grandma AuntieYou asked me once why I never see the Positive in a situation, why it was Always the negative things I saw. I came from a background full of tragedy; Turmoil that would make even the strongest Individual become extremely guarded. Making my way into a life of virtual luxury Compared to my past—I worked hard to Become most comfortable with my situation. Along came a string of events that pushed me Back to the past—back to that roller coaster; Again leaving me to try to start anew. Since the time I was at ease, I have had people waltz In and out of my life like never before, something new to me And unlike those that are my true friends. These people have never stuck around long enough to become A true friend for reasons that have baffled me to no end; My friends have wondered the same, for I am a loyal person. My long-time friends have been there through each step of the rebuilding, Each step forward followed by three steps backward; Always there to pick me up when things go awry, just like I would for them. Your friendship turned out to be some of the backwards treading, leaving me To again question why I even bothered to find friendship with you; Leaving my friends to help me pick up the pieces of my life yet again. I say to you now, if you think you have everything in your life— Imagine it all taken away to the point where you wonder Where the next meal will come from and spend nights sleeping in your car. You can then talk to me about why I have a hard time Seeing the positive in my current place Where people like you keep driving me backward.
© 2008 Grandma Auntie |
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