Seven Years

Seven years ago
is when I first got depressed

Seven years ago
is when momma up and left

Seven years later
I'm a walking denial
peers hold my trial
as suicidal

Seven years later
momma's been back
for six years now

Seven years later
it's my seventh year crying
everday

Seven years
you have no idea how strong I've got
and I 'ought
to be thankful for these seven years
they taught me how life really works

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

Comments

TrinityMelyssia

Thats deep, thats epic

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