My Actions Poem by Lesten WhitePigeon

Threw my actions and my evil distractions,
I fall to an infant of the world and truly
Deserve what I have earned for I am nothing,
And should be treated as such.
Nobody knows yourself better than you.
If I were you and you were me you would see
What I carry on my shoulders, you would hear what
Goes on in my head, and you would know what
my tears are trying to fix.
I would like to take the time to rewind,
but how can I when I’m lost in the past.
I want to look to the future but its not clear,
Its cloudy and the fog that covers is fear.
I want all to know that the fault is mine.
Why my knees are on the ground without
a spine, I cough blood from my yelling and
Screaming.Why does it always seem that
I’m begging and pleading.
How much longer must I Rome, when
All I want to is go home.