On Top of the World

On Top of the World

 

I’m not a poet, but I have too say

Things that go on everyday in my life seems as if it’s a dream.

The constant struggle, torture and pain to survive.

Sometimes I just want to say, “Fuck it” but I continue to strive.

I put on a smile as if everything is okay, but I cry myself to sleep at night hoping for a stronger day.

School is stressful… sometimes I want to give up…I know that wont be the best thing.

I’m a young girl at 18 with dreams to be on top of the world.

But how can I do so when I feel everyone is against me?

I pray to God every night asking for strength, a miracle, heeling, asking that some of this weight be taken off of me immediately!

But do I give up?

Or do I continue too strive?

Because God blessed me with this thing called pride and it’s strong.

I try not to let anyone bring me down.

But it’s so hard when you around such a large crowd.

With negative vibes coming left to right.

But I’m ready to give a fight!

Because I’m going to be on top of the world

Thanking God for everything he has done for me.

Thanking him for setting me free!

I would have never thought I would make it…but I did.

I hung in there just like my ancestors did.

I made it!

I’m struggle free!

I’m pain free!

I did it!

Now, I can finally sit on top of the world. 

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