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-THIS IS JUST A POEM TO VENT-
Dear Nate, words can’t express what you mean to me.
In a way you set me free.
Right alongside Andy and Ronnie.
If it weren’t for you, I might not’ve been here today.
Thank you for being there.
Because when nobody else does, I know you’ll care.
I learned at an early age that life ain’t fair.
Happy childhood memories are rare…
I’m sixteen now, yet I still feel like I’m teething-
Learning about life, and how it’s so deceiving.
Never did I imagine that everyone I love would leave me.
Some days I get tired of feeling,
Tell me, how do you make yourself believe your life has meaning?
You and I are a lot alike.
I used to close my eyes and try not to cry.
Every night was another fight.
When my world went dark, you gave me a light.
Listening to them bicker and argue when money was tight,
I would think about flying a kite-
When it stormed to see if I’d make it through the night…
We all do things that aren’t right,
But how could Pastor blame it on the wife?
I hope the youngest never see it and live a happy life...
I got a therapist to help with the noise in my mind,
Still I lose myself with every syllable and find myself in every line.
They don’t understand that you can’t run from Father Time.
Should’ve been gone a long time ago,
But it seems Mother Nature has other plans for me.
Will I live to be 50 years old? I don’t know,
But as long as it’s up to me, I will not leave.
Thanks to people like you, I know that I can choose.
I can be happy or give into the blues.
And when I don’t know what to do,
I know I can turn to you.
I want to say thank you...