Untitled Poem by SARAH A. STRUSZCZYK

Endangering myself, my hardships, my beliefs
Here I am struggling while you’re living like you’re from the streets
All my worries, my anguish, my pain
Could never be forgotten, never renewed again
Keep telling me you’ll change, you’ll get better for me
Five years later here I am and that change I still don’t see
Beginning to paint a picture, a fairytale, a dream
Of how I want my life to be but will never be.
You’re running out of time
My heart is turning cold
Can’t keep holding onto empty promises
When the persons not worth me to hold
December 27,2007
Dedicated to: Ricky Caban