DAY TO DAY

Everyday it seems like a struggle,no way in or out.
so much wrong so much hurt with out a doubt .
Time after time i wipe away my lonely tears.
try to stand up tall and face my fears.
I hope one day the sun will shine through
never walk with your head down whatever u do.
I try my best to keep pushing on,
this is my struggle this is my song.
try to walk in my shoes of what i go through
i had to put my foolish pride to the side
tell my fears to go and hide
Raped and molested as a child my mind till this very day still runs wild .
this my story and its time for it to be told
i hide the tears as i look into my childrens eyes
telling my baby girl mommy will protect you
trying to hold my tears back from a soulful cry
tis is my struggle this is my song
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Posted: Feb 2016
About this poem:
this poem is who i am i'm no longer a victim i am a survivor and i have a story t tell some maybe happy some may be sad but its better to be heard

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Comments (1)

morgen90210
Don't let anyone tell you it's your fault
Or you asked for it,
Coz this sick society,
Is the devils playground.

I love it ...keep writing teddybear
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