This Life I Live....

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I wrote this poem my senior year of high school. It was a time of deep conflict for me. I was in a very tumultuous relationship with a boy & my relationship with my parents was strained. It was a time of deep conflict for me. I had my boyfriend pulling me in one direction & my parents pulling me in another. I felt like I had no voice & no choice.

This Life I Live....

 

Sometimes I wonder...
Why do I exist?
But this life I live...
I can not resist.

At times...
I am content.
But this life I live...
I resent.

At times...
I get mad.
But this life I live...
I must have.

At times...
I am depressed.
But this life I live...
I will repress.

At times...
I feel hate.
But this life I live...
I am made to take.

At times...
I am lonely.
But this life I live...
Is my only.
-Krystal Harrell Davis 1/30/98

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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