The gift and the curse
Wrapped in a bow
And something after
Much pain and suffering
I came to know
Stunted in growth
Turned over and folded
But after much thought
I have become embolden
Through all the unfair
Stress and strife
And all the misery
For I am grateful
And now thankful
For the day
That I became self aware
In such a way
As to wished
That it had come sooner
Than later in my life
For now I will think twice
Before engaging
With anyone or anything
That means me hurt or harm
And sound off the alarm
Overtake and swarm
Anyone
That gets in my way
So stay off of these tracks
Because this train has no brakes
Anymore
As a fiery
Hot and boiling
Steam engine
Running and moving through
With a force
That would be wise
And advised
Not to stay and get out of the way
For I will no longer
Signal a mayday
When it comes to being me
And to what is best for me
For I have given myself
A reprieve
And anyone that can't get with this
Can exit in any direction
Excuse yourself and leave
No more disrespect
No more neglect
As I give and others just take
But go on and live
Their lives
While I'm left holding the bag
And feeling like an old
Used up rag that got tossed away
Never again
For as long as I live and breathe
And until my dying day
And what for
Anymore
For I must love me more
And no longer care
Yes I went there
As these are the results
From the day that I
Became self aware
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The Aftermath
PoetryJust wanted to get some heavy things off of my mind and chest and forget all the rest. And dig down deep into my core and to let the whole world know that when it comes to being me, there is so much more. And I'm not through yet and finally giving m...
