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Pain, one thing that’s been in my life
Pain, one thing I’ve been trying to fight
Pain, from those I thought had love
Who were high on crack and other strong drugs

Pain, from those I thought were friends
Where do I hide and when will it end?
I packed up and ran to Stacy Sr.
To find out he didn’t want me either

The only time we weren’t fighting was when he was sober
Man, I just want the pain to be over
With grades so low they’d hit the floor
He had an excuse to beat me more

With no where to go and no where to hide
I wondered if mom was still alive
Out of the Pen and into the den
Mom would begin to bring pain again

Man she got skinny! How did she do it?
Then I saw the powder. I just knew it
Man I’m tired, I just want out
Where can I scream? Where can I shout?

Then a stranger came in and took my bed
And gave me no place to rest my head
This man came in and ate up food.
What should I say? What should I do?

When my mom lied on me and put me in jail
It was better than staying with her, living in hell
I look at rich kids acting like brats
While I’m at home being hit with a bat

Why is my life like this I wish I were dead.
So I took my mom’s gun and aimed right at my head
Should I live or die? It doesn’t matter to me
When you can’t even rely on family

The trigger pulls back. I choose death
Why aren’t there any bullets left?
Is it a sign? It may not be my time
Or is it a trick? Man I don’t deserve this

The next day I’m kicked out of the house
Just to make room for the stranger’s spouse
Due to all my pain that wasn’t a must
It’s hard to love and hard to trust

From granny to Grady for lots of tests
I was hoping and praying just for the best

Pain, one thing that’s been in my life
Pain, one thing I’ve been trying to fight
Pain, from those I thought had love
Who were high on crack and other strong drugs

Pain, from those I thought were friends
Who said they’d be there to the end
Learning to love and learning to trust
But it’s hard because I’ve been through so much

As I begin life again, with a hope in the wind
I pray that pain won’t happen again
Putting trust in those I don’t even know
Are they a friend or are they a foe?

Pain, Man it’s hard to fight
Pain, it could take your life
But if you keep up faith which is hard to do
Maybe pain won’t get you





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