Keonna Andrews Poems

I don't know if this is a poem, it feels more like random thoughts. It's not written down it is flowing from my heart. I sat down today, where i live the rain is falling and I think about the barriers that bar me from going further in my life. America is the land of the free and the brave, but why is it that i feel like I'm imprisoned and enslaved. I try my best to do what is right but I am not perfect at all, sometimes my left is my right.

I try to look for a job that I am qualified for, but every employer keeps closing the door, they say 'Equal Opportunity Employer' but that is just for show, because no matter the job there is the closed door.
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I sat down by my lover and asked them, what do you think about us?

And my lover said similar loving notes, that when spoken were like ice picks piercing my heart.
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I was told by a person, that i need to let whatever is ailing me go? My question is how?

From the time that I can remember I have been weighed with the heaviness of trials and tribulations of others. I was dropped off as a stranger and torn away from the only family I knew, my sister and brother. The woman that had me was the definition of abuse, and then her son molesting me made the abuse no better.
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In my life, i use so many metaphors to describe what is going on. So in this I can say that I feel like a ship, that is sailing in the sea of life.
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