Sacrifice

Sacrifice

A Poem by Kaotic Barbie
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Story of my [LIFE]

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Off to work I go again
To make another dollar and push away my future
Because when your stuck in a ditch, what do you do?
Not sit around and bug your friends and family like a vulture.

I am an independent soul traveling the hard road
Maybe pushing myself down even further this time
But thats the sacrifice I have to make either way
Just to feed, clothe and clean myself with every little dime.

And so I am left without a beautiful smile to share
But my family doesn't show sympathy to my hard work
I have to swallow my pride to get what I have to get
And they sit around, celebrating with all smiles and smirks.

Complaining? No that isn't me at all
I'm just torturing myself for what I have to go through
Because I had a choice but didn't take that rout
And now what I make of myself is what I will have to pursue.

I just want to be higher in the next couple of years
Not stuck in this dead mood for the rest of my life
This is all but an angry sacrifice one must take
But hopefully after all this is over, I will still make a good wife.

And when the day is done and I can start new and fresh
Hopefully from my record I can take all this and excise
Because I don't think I can tell my children how I got by
Even if it was just a sad, last resort sacrifice.

© 2008 Kaotic Barbie


Author's Note

Kaotic Barbie
Regret. That's where it leaves me.

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Off to work I go again
I am an independent soul traveling the hard road
Maybe pushing myself down even further this time
And so I am left without a beautiful smile to share
I have to swallow my pride to get what I have to get
Complaining? No that isn't me at all
I'm just torturing myself for what I have to go through
I just want to be higher in the next couple of years
Not stuck in this dead mood for the rest of my life
This is all but an angry sacrifice one must take
But hopefully after all this is over, I will still make a good wife
Because I don't think I can tell my children how I got by
Even if it was just a sad, last resort sacrifice
God how i like your writes..you never stop to amaze me ..a true fighter you are..what great spirits you have..in spite of all you say ,i see a great heart inside..as i think you see life just like a hard journey you have to take..though full of aches..you swallow your pride..though i do not see it that way..you are full of pride..i am so proud of you..there will be lots of smiles to share..never complain ,life will never stay that way..dont feel it as torture for this is life and its always so unkind..i am sure you will get by..have a happy life ..and you will make such a wonderful good wife..i think you can tell them young ones how a great warrior you were..this is a great write..
wonderful write

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Kaotic Barbie
Kaotic Barbie

Baltimore, MD



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My name is Kati. I'm 20 years old and live in Baltimore, Maryland "And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. Th.. more..

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