My Way Poem by Courtney Steele

My love is involuntary impulse like living with Toureets

Each movement I don't take is moments of regret

No disrespect but I would rather leave

Than to be in desperation enclosed with need

Pride my dearest form of vanity

Without love my womb is absent of sanity

Hate pleads insane

Failure is everlasting pain

Lowered heads slouched shoulders common syptoms of those living with shame

Hey but awaken and arise

Unconditional love only God can provide