My Life

MY LIFE

The concrete is as hard as the future
The weather is as cold as my heart
A stomach as empty as my hopes
Alone in the streets I call home.

I’ve lost everything
Most of all my dignity
Every day begging for help
Embarrassed and ashamed
Scorned and mocked.

My life was not always like this.

I remember smiling.
I remember laughing.
The innocence of a child
Searching for treasure;
Now I search for shelter.

My life was not always like this.

Nobody cares if I live or die
I care least of all.
A prisoner to all my mistakes,
I’d give anything to escape.
I’ve found there is no way out.

I’ve been forced to tell my share of lies
Struggling for clothing and food
But the biggest lie that I’ve ever told?
“My life will not always be like this”.

Every Day

EVERY DAY

Every day was pain, in your broken home
Always filled with shame, always felt alone
The blood flowed down your wrist
Death was your only wish
Every day was pain, in your broken home.

Every day was pain, in your broken soul
Holding all the blame, future dark as coal
Knew every ghost by name
You longed to fade away
Every day was pain, in your broken soul

Every day was pain, in your broken heart
Efforts all in vain, lies begin to start
The pills you popped that night
You ended your own life.
Every day was pain, now that pain has changed.

Every day is pain, without you by my side
The ocean can’t contain, all the tears I cry.
The hearse drives down the street,
Life is now incomplete
Every day is pain, without you by my side.

Every day is pain, I cannot move on
I wish that I could save, how can you be gone?
They put you six feet down
Redemption can’t be found
Every day is pain, I cannot move on.

Every day is pain, in this broken land
God’s tears fall as rain, cold against my hand
I stand here at your grave
Your memory will not fade.
Every day is pain. I love you just the same.

Alma Mater

ALMA MATER

Never forget how blessed you are
All night papers, countless readings
When the homework never ends
When you feel like complaining
Remember;
Not everyone gets this chance.

Never forget where you’re going
A bright future rests in your hands
Watch the cooks in the cafeteria
Watch the janitors mopping floors
Remember;
Not everyone gets this chance.

Never forget this opportunity
Morning classes, countless coffee
When the days become redundant
When lectures are painfully dry
Remember;
Not everyone gets this chance.

Never forget where you came from
Or those who helped you along the way
As you grow in power and wealth
Lend a hand to the weak and poor
And always remember,
Not everyone gets this chance.

In Their Eyes

IN THEIR EYES

I can see it in your eyes
After the phone calls with family
After the talks with close friends
Fears too deep to be spoken
We both know they must be shared.

Your heart hurts, it’s clear
Everyday you long to be loved
By night, only disappointment remains
A façade for any that look
Until you’re vulnerable with me.

White. Pure. Thin.
I am strong enough to hold every fear.
Your tears flow from your pen
Blue blood stains
As you become part of me.

A million possibilities
Writing, pausing, waiting, crossing out
Tickling, breathing, hurting
Your hand brushes, each stroke closer
To the portrait I am destined to become.

A simple sheet of paper
I have become so much more
The journal of your life
A testament to joy and pain
I am a recording of your healing.

You place me in a drawer, hidden
Until the right day arrives
When your friends and family meet me
They hold me, staring
And I can see it in their eyes.