Jamelia Lane


I jumped in to cleanse myself
From the hurt and pain
And the blood seeping through my veins
Every dropp of water had a question
And every tear cried out an answer
I felt as the pain grew the water would rise
Making things harder for me to breathe to see I started to wonder will I survive
Washing away all the lies and neglecting
The pain and rejecting
The scars were more consistent then the promises
The anger was stronger then the faith and hope
Tears were more cleansing then the water
Still I open my eyes and find something worth my time worth smiling for
Even though I have been beaten all these years lower then a wood floor
My heart a target of destruction and neglect
Still I have self respect for me and for everyone
I hug. I laugh. I love but still fear all things
Fear and things that life brings
Still I run I hide I get weak and I cry but it makes me stronger
Even when I hurt and I’m no better then the rest
Everyday I wake up wondering would I pass my next test.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 26, 2011

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