The Unfortunate

Not sure but I felt something that compelled me...

 

I’m okay and newly redeemed…

Although things may not always go good for me

I have limited time for pain

And mental slaps of reality keep me sane

I keep thinking, maybe I’m overwhelming the issue

You want tears? You cry ‘em and I’ll hand you a tissue

I pop spiritual pills like mental ills…

Not to keep me stable but to keep me still

I aim high and low in search of a new beginning

Sadly I only find it when I declare I’m finished

For mi entire life I’ve witnessed death on all levels and stages

Now my goal is to refine it on notebook pages

Death by a bullet, aids and cancer, and death by a heart attack

Yes, peace was found there after but never during the act

What else goes through this mind of mine?

Well, mi desire to change and turn back the veils of tyme

I could’ve done a better job at picking relationships and friends

I could’ve made amends with mi family and avoided emotional bends

I could’ve lived more and I could’ve loved

I could’ve pushed back while lyfe shoved

There are many shoulda, coulda, wouldas I wish I had done

But until I discover mi growth, I will remain the Unfortunate One…

 

 

Reviews

[Charles D. Moorer]

This poem signals a major improvement in your work, though you tend to rely on those phonetic spellings, they are not too distracting. This piece signals growth and a maturity and shows the development of a more profound perspective. Good work and well done, my Friend.

[The Mad Prophet]

Wow, I am always reminded my life is never that bad, as bad as others at time. This poem is a very good reminder to stay optimistic. Someday I will play with what life has to offer, but keep a strong focus on self more then anything else.

I really Like this one a lot :)