Poems from Christian Spence
I have been writing poetry since age 5 where I first learn to turn my pain into a beautiful art work that could speak more words then anything I could ever speak. I am passionate about writing because in writing I found the voice which had been hidden for so long.
The letter
Dear me, the letter I don't remember packing instead of lunch today starts off. The only other thing it says is "Today talk to...
When you look at me,
do you see a statistic?
Do you see 3/4 of a person?
Do you see a man?
Or a color?
Are you blinded by a stereotype?
Or...
Everyone leaves.
No one dwells past what they have to.
They run never thinking of you.
Leaving you with no one left to turn to.
If a...
I am a bastored child.
One Who's spirit is broken, while
His imagination runs wild.
I do not know my father, he is a stranger
who never...
I cry for help, and plea for a friend.
But no one is there to lend a hand...
I try to stand, but no one understands me.
They all sheild...