Hard Life

Poem By seqouiyah young

Smoking weed, blowing weed no food nor shoes is a hard life that im going through. Im crying everday since my granny passed away, never would of thought that a hospital bed was the last place she'd lay. - It's like the pressures on me im sinking down underneath the hatred and pain; I feel brain damaged, I'm going insane. And when I turn to the Lord to bring me back it's like I'd feel something stoping me in my tracks, then next thing I know I'm back down that same path. - Can't turn to school I'll be some fool, to think they'll understand the stuff im going through, they never knew the beggining, and half of wont even know my ending! I go to school grining, leave school knowing the life Im spending. - Although I shouldn't be mad, I shouldn't even be sad, I should be thanking God for all I had.

Comments about Hard Life

Like it. Nice bit of flow going on in it. And a good story going on. Keep it up. May i invite you to read my poem called, The living and the dead.

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