Made a DecisionA Poem by taboo.poetrap poemWhen I was a little kid
I used to reach up to the stars. I got older, I just reached towards the cars and the bars. I was one of those kids, had to experience it myself. Couldn't base it off somebody's attempt to help. And I took the hard road, the road of stupidity. Didn't want your help, but I wanted your pity. Look at poor, poor me, let me manipulate as I suck you dry and become a dead weight. Lots of long warm nights pretending to have fun, but you can't have fun when your on the run. And you don't know where it'll end or how it'll go when you get back home and you're all alone. Tried to stay in the fun, but the moments would come; I'd be standing on the staircase thinking life is done, give up on my life, on myself as a loss. Giving myself away for lack of a better cost. And as the days grew longer it all went black. I didn't know how to get the old me back: the little girl who used to reach up for the stars, not the foolish one getting into strangers cars. And I looked in the mirror and I couldn't believe the bloody little girl looking back at me. Made a decision that day that it'd have to change, cuz I couldn't be doing the same damn thing, I made a decision that it'd have have to change cuz I can't be doing the same damn thing. I made a decision that I'd have have to change cuz I can't be doing the same old things. I have to change. Lots of long cold nights and stupid decisions in my mind I conjure constantly and envision. The darkness in their eyes, the darkness in me. Pretending to be something I wasn't meant to be. Cuz I had a purpose, God had a plan for me and it didn't include seeing the things that I've seen. But I had to go through it to fully realize that there was nothing there for me cept danger and lies. Nothing to go back to cept innocence loss. Gotta rebuild the foundation no matter the cost. And live out all my dreams while I'm still young. Slowly repair the damage he and I have done. Learn to see myself for the beauty I am, and not that naive little girl that was bamboozled and scammed. And as the days went on it all got lighter. I learned that I myself am indeed a fighter. I took myself back and patched up my wounds. I gained back my sanity, my life got smooth. And now I look in the mirror and I can't believe that even through my past how happy I can be. I made a decision that I would change and now I'm not doing the same damn thing. © 2013 taboo.poetAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthortaboo.poetCAAboutI write poems about deep and controversial topics, and sometimes just things going on in my own mind and life. I'm an 18 year old who has been to hell and back and use poetry as a way to heal. more..Writing
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