Gods plan

Decisions are made without my approval

My chaotic life can only be described as contusional 

While I am gone, out of hearing, and out of sight. 

My family thinks not of me or my latest plight

I think of them, ever day every hour.

I think of ways to protect and help provide for them but their reactions to this are sour. 

I try to help, and when I do 

And their ever simple thank you's 

Are enough for me to help me through

I do not yell back when they yell at me

I speak calm and sure 

Hoping for their anger to be soon deterred 

I keep quiet my anger, pain, and stress. 

Over things that people my age should not have to address 

And so I fake a smile, 

The words I speak to my mother are the simplest "I'm fine" 

Though I secretly craze for her to see the raging pain in my eyes

But she doesn't, and continues to walk outside. 

I continue to stand on the stair's as the front door shuts behind the family that has left me behind. 

I stand on the stairs wondering why

Why does god do this to me? 

Why does he put me through so much pain if he knows I am unable to show it 

Does it mean that I am being conditioned for something more, using the pain to train me so I do not blow it? 

Whatever it is god has planned, I do not know it

But I know I must take the pain, the stress, the anger. 

           ..... And never show it.....

Author's Note

Please heed the expression "if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all" because this poem came directly from heart, sounds corny but it's absolutely true

Reviews

[Wild Willow Blue]

Raw and deep with emotion. I like this a lot.

[∠( ᐛ 」..]

The poem is not corny. It's Amazing with a capital A.
Even a mongoose will like. Even a angel. Even a mongoose-angel!!!!
You rock. Keep it up.
Rated it 100/100

[Octob3r Star]

Very nice read. Thanks for sharing. Cheers :)

[Simone]

this is beautiful. and the fact that it came directly from your heart makes it so much better. i really loved this

This is kind of sad yet beuatiful in a way.

[Taylor H.]

I never review poems.
But this was very sad and nicely written

[just is]

Such a deep, emotional write, so nicely expressed.
Very well done!