Dirty

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    • is exhausted jus stoppin thru more poems coming soon and I will get in touch with each of you who took the time out to respond to my poems. Thanks so much.

    Dirty

    I am held captive
    a prisoner in my own home
    Praying to my God
    asking where did I go wrong
    I am so fed up
    and feeling like I'm still alone
    Lord I done messed up
    I know he sick of hearing
    the same old sad song
    on and on and on and on
    please tell me how
    to pick up the pieces and move on

    Starting over means nothing to me
    Done did it plenty times
    only difference it was just me
    Heavenly Father please set your struggling bird free
    cause the route that I am going
    the end I cannot see
    if not for me
    than please do it for my off spring
    My heart is mean
    hiding behind the mabeline
    but if I knocked you said
    the world could belong to me

    Forgive me Father of my sins
    and all the battles I did not win
    depending on not you but on satan
    who had me caught up in the lions den
    and all my friends and my kin
    I betrayed and my shoulder I did not lend
    to them while In need just held up my chin
    and with my second chances I did it again

    You said love one another as you love yourself
    I am still wondering how to love the ones who gave me hell
    Lord have mercy please bless my soul and be my help
    cause without you now I have no one else
    no one cares everybody's in it for their own-self
    and everyday I walk around I step on stoned steps
    on my left is the devil on the right is a jail cell
    in the middle is an open grave in front of me is my self
    looking back grinning at my life's cleft
    a closed book of this tragedy in the end she wept

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    edgee commented on Dirty

    09-29-2009

    hey there, feel what you been going thru and i understand about the fed up part, just keep your head up and know that you strong enough to write about it so everybody can share and learn something from this.....let your light shine thru your poetry....

    kdavidscott1 commented on Dirty

    06-05-2009

    Excellent - admission of guilt - expressions of pain - and hope for salvation - this is very good Spirit.... KD

    universescribe1 commented on Dirty

    12-08-2008

    Whoa! It takes a brave sort of individual to bear their soul in such a revealing way. Intense,reflective and stirring

    sade985 commented on Dirty

    11-29-2008

    this here is some deep stuff.

    spirit

    06/07/2009

    Thanks 4 taking the time out to read it I really appreciate it

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    spirit’s Poems (11)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Plead my case 3
    I love the man that I hate 2
    I Can't Take No More 1
    Dirty 4
    Cheaters 3
    Writing is my Therapy 2
    How could you? 3
    These Kind of Negative Things 5
    Sick to Death 0
    In the midst of the rain 2
    Touching Her 6