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Poem 20 I started to realize my pain At the early age of ten Then my real terror started I wasn't sure I could defend My feelings were all confusing Figuring it out was hard Then I had later learned That it started long before Many bad habits I have I'm trying to figure it out I want to do this right But I always have a doubt I've tried to stop before Not much success have I had No one I can talk to Can't even talk to my dad Now I'm in so deep The way out can't be found So now I write my pain And pray not ti go down My poetry is written Inside my journal green Until my mom invaded I wish it was a dream |
