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round and round!

Poetry By: Jossie

there isnt much i can say about this one only its a reflection of how my life once was and a way of expressing frustration that still eats away at me sometimes.

Submitted:Mar 11, 2009    Reads: 105    Comments: 11    Likes: 6   

Round and round
I sit with tears stained cheeks and gaze
At a world that's taught me to live afraid
I reach out for the better times
And seek the love I never gained.
A little girl cast out at twelve
I wandered lonely in this world
I turned to drugs
To bitter men
Anything to get some love
I roamed the streets
I drunk and swore
I acted tough
I fought till sore.
Twelve years old and all alone
No mother to call me to my home
No safety blanket in which to trust
Just vicious words and blatant lust
Raped and beaten
Cast aside
A victim of
My mother's pride
As to afraid
To admit to faults
She cast me out
Without a thought
I stumbled on
In search of love
Hitting walls at every turn
Getting up and dusting off
I stumbled on
Not giving up
Vicious men
Vicious lies
They pulled at me
And yanked me down
And all the time
There she stands
Just watching me
Go round and round


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