Countless Times

Countless Times

A Poem by Jonathan Kurtz

You rushed out…I almost died….There was almost a suicide that you caused because I was so traumatized.  I would have rather died…then to not have you by my side.  Countless times that I threw up and cried, l lock myself in my room with my headphones on and hide.


Grit my teeth and stare up to the sky

I love you god, but stop taking away what’s mine

Got a pool of tears right by my side

Have I not suffered enough growing up, can you lend me pride?!


Forgive me father for my father

But dont bother helping me, I dont need armor

I'm stronger, I burned the alter

from my stare and stole the priest's collar

Sorry mama, I'm drama, I'm hungry, I'm weak

I falter.


You rushed out…I almost died….There was almost a suicide that you caused because I was so traumatized.  I would have rather died…then to not have you by my side.  Countless times that I threw up and cried, l lock myself in my room with my headphones on and hide.


Why do we not have a house?  we live in our car

Shut your mouth son, or you will get smacked worse than before

Tried to escape, slammed my thumb in the door

How will I ever get a girlfriend, my whole life is a war

I love you so much dear notebook....may I use you to lay on and snore?


So I look up to you and as you saved me.  


I am so much braver than before.

© 2013 Jonathan Kurtz


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wow .. thats great ..exceptional format ..

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