A Poem By Cynthia Johnston

If I could write my life into a poem I would,
I’d start off with my childhood
and talk about how I was constantly misunderstood.
I’d write down how I wish I was still at least eight,
before my heart got filled with so much hate.
I’d talk about the ones who hurt me and the ones who have cared,
I’d mention the times that I got so scared.
I’d talk about the time I fell for a man way older than me,
but the older I got the more clearer I could see
he wasn’t what he made himself out to be.
I’d scream out on paper how I’m depressed almost every single day,
I’d tell the world I just want god to take me away.
My life is an imperfection soul broken to pieces,
everyday I’m learning to sow together all the creases.
Tonight I close my eyes and open them back up tomorrow
hopefully then I can write my life into a poem with out any sorrow.
Life is tough but not if I set myself free,
let go of the past and see the real me!