foxy babii

A Life

The story of my life
Is more then I like to share
So many secrets
It may look like I don’t care

But the truth is
That I do
Some say I am selfish
But I don’t think that is true

When I was young
I began to break
The divorce of my parents
Was more then I could take

They both soon moved on
My life went down from there
My sibling went from two
To more then I can bear

I cried before my dads wedding
I cried before my mothers
I just could not take
My parents marrying others

My mother’s choice of man
Was one of the worse
Along came with him
A life of fear, pain an curse

My heart closed
From the pain and the fear
I became quite sick
Could barely shed a tear

I began to see myself
In a different way
To the point I couldn’t
Bare to live another day

Weakness overtook
My small world scary and bleak
I did not eat
Of this to no one did I speak

I resorted to moving to
Dads to see what I could gain
But in all this moving
I only found more pain

Here there were wonders
A place of many dreams
But sadly I began
Breaking at the seams

At dads there was no comfort
I was still enveloped in sadness
And in all my confusion
I said yes to darkness

I turned kind of emo
And tried all sorts of things
No one knew that much
Except from my few talkings

Then my step dad died
After a year of pain
Then I got so angry
I cried all over again

I started eating
I had no choice
Because I got problems
And often lost my voice

People tried to help me
And quite often they did
But I was in too deep
Who was I trying to kid

I broke many hearts
And hurt quite a lot
Yet still they stuck by me
Leave well they did not

Few did understand
The cloud that filled my head
Even harder why I
Wished to be dead

Twice I did try to die
And fail both times
Then I turned my life
Into a book of rhymes

I became happy for a while
And joy had filled my life
I gave up the habit
Of cutting with my knife

My smile I always have across
My face whether happy or sad
Finally became real
And things didn’t seem so bad

I still am sort of happy
But seem to be slipping
The cloud is closing in
And my world might be darkening

I will get out
But only time will see
How long before
My mind will be free
Foxy 08

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 11, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 15, 2008

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  • Howard The Motivational Poet SimonHoward The Motivational Poet Simon (12/4/2008 8:40:00 AM)

    Wow! Well written. You are posessed with the marvalous ability to tell a story. Keep Writing. You will bless many.

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  • Reetessh Sabrr (9/23/2008 9:48:00 AM)

    I'm all in tears...nothing is good here except the way you have opened up urself.
    be strengthful babii...

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  • Richard HowardsonRichard Howardson (6/12/2008 8:10:00 AM)

    hey foxii, after reading this poem of urs, it seems to me that all problems i had in my life till now were nothing. its full of emotions and..........i can't get words to describe it dear.

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  • Who Iam (2/11/2008 8:45:00 PM)

    Your words have feeling, very moving, emotion with each sentence.Well done!

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  • Andrew BlakemoreAndrew Blakemore (2/3/2008 7:53:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful poem filled with emmotion. So much wisdom for one so young.10! Andrew

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  • Neojuna Riddick (1/25/2008 10:09:00 PM)

    i have not cried in over 4 years. self harm is my only way to feel. this is an absolutely beautiful, touching poem

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  • Dean Hope (1/15/2008 5:08:00 AM)

    i enjoyed this very touching poem.. your talented.
    made me cry and im not one to cry

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