Courtney Steele

(May4,2009 / Mobile Alabama)

I GOT IT


I am tired of praying but still I have to
My honor and my life are of value
See the glory how could I keep?
Characters die as loved ones weep
There are no secrets but what lies ahead
Loving me more but hurting me instead
The things I do now and the life I have led
Grasping for the love of the ones who are dead
Bowing my head in prayer agreeing I will try
Avoiding contact through the eye
So, that no one can recognize my fable
My emotions and reasons are unstable
I bring nothing to the table
So life would you please stop offering me your favors!

Submitted: Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, December 01, 2010

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  • Robin Machorro (11/18/2010 10:34:00 AM)

    aww this was sad but really good i love the emotion you had put in this poem i can relate to it in so many ways
    great job! :) (Report) Reply

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