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Oct 2014
It's been hell on this earth
Since I fell on this earth

I think I've been cursed
All I do is curse

I'm always thinking
I must be tweaking
I see vision of my mother being beating

My heart is sinking
Like the Titanic ship

From negative relationship
I'm shook
I'm broken

It's rope around neck
I can't breathe, I'm choking
My heart is of made of glass
Its broken

I'm hurting
I'm dying
My soul is crying

Praying my past, pain, and sorrow
Goes away by tomorrow

These feelings I still Harbor
I need to let go
But I can't
I'm Hoarder of past memories and emotions

Of pain and rage
I'm trapped in cage
I'm going insane

This misery and pain
Burns like acid rain

When I was sixteen years old
THE first Girlfriend I ever, left me for another GIRL

It's was like my world started to spin backwards
I was depressed and stress
I just wanted rest
Because my heart was ripped out of my chest

I didn't want to come of out my room
I became a cocoon
Living in a dark tomb

Justin Timberlake
Couldn't cry these rivers

I couldn't face my reflection
I hated myself
I didn't love myself

It came to a point in time,I had to let this point go
Walked passed a mirror and I heard God say

My son you're BEAUTIFUL
YOU CAN LET THE PAST GO
DONT LIVE IN YESTERDAY SORROW
I PROMISE YOU IT WILL BE BETTER DAY TOMORROW

I have broken out of my cocoon
Now I am beautiful butterfly

Now I can fly through the sky
No more tears in my eyes
No more pain in my chest

I'm 26 now I can put this sorrow to rest

By Chris Exton
This is a story about a young boy dealing with his dark past!
Chris Shantel
Written by
Chris Shantel  Frankfort, Ky
(Frankfort, Ky)   
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