depression
Its,raining its wet i wake up in sweats thinking bout how my mama left me unprotected, rejected, in this world we call hell. Now i find my self locked up in jail for things i had done wrong. My life is full of greed, I smoke to much weed, i was making money when i should have been learning how to read. I was 14teen years old going through hell, this jail it had me prayig when will i make bell. My grandma always told me that life goes on. She said, "no matter what u do baby, just be strong". But the older i got life got smarter and harder things wasnt easy like they use to be, had to start hustling and rolling just to survive on these street. I am smart i got a strong heart, i always keep my head up and i will neva stop beleivin in god that he will make way. My adoptive parents gave me up like some striaght suckers but i knew in my heart they were some real true busters. But now i realize that change is a must and god is the only one we can trust......... a true story of a young girl who lost her childhood from a stripped foundation and a life with no mother but she has survied and she is continuing to survive because she is me a true women to be
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