Grown & StrongA Poem by MichelleSunThis is part true part make believeI feel like going over there to that house and losing my kool. I have a tool. I have the heart. I am not afraid. But there is common sense. If I hurt him, I hurt myself. Truth is, I feel like punching something till there is No fist left. I could just get up right now and go over to that house. The phone is dead. I wish I had his head… C’mon I’m not crazy. I almost had that fool’s baby. I deserve a phone call. I deserve a ring. I deserve sympathy…See me? You see me crying? Finding reasons to fear the worst The first burst was drained Then I turned again to gain And a gain I resented the love, the consequence of saying love And Calling love’s name He came and he went I was broke I was spent I laughed. I drank. I ate It was good I was good I felt great I feel like going over there right now and losing my muthafreakin kool I don’t even cuss nomo because of that fool And the “n” word is OUT of my vocab Man…amazing I have to step back and look at my self Wow It’s a shame how I have changed Its not like I’m new to this game But the difference is This time I am grown And even though you are gone, I hold on to the love I still feel I cant go to that house Nah, I cant go Because I respect your choices, I respect your space, I… I love you... fool, I love you. © 2008 MichelleSunFeatured Review
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Added on August 15, 2008Last Updated on August 15, 2008 AuthorMichelleSunStone Mountain, GAAboutI have been through it all but, GLORY to GOD, I am still HERE! more..Writing
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