Poem of the week “Pain”

Pain
Hurt
Sadness
And loneliness,
Ball all of that right up
Toss it away to the Bible-less
You see I’ve lived all of my life
With all of my might
Trying to get my mind right, right?
But after over 20 years I’ve seen more dreams lose their life
Than I would see dead bodies if karma carried a knife.
They say what goes up must come down
I don’t get high but I’m off the ground
I’m not alone but no friends are around
Cause you see my so called “father” didn’t care for me
So does that mean that the world wants me to live my life bastardly?
Naw that couldn’t be, because my heavenly father was always there for me
Yes I’m a believer even though my words phrases and actions aren’t celibate
Sometimes I find myself doing things just for the hell of it
But the hell of it isn’t relevant to the man I see myself as
People take my kindness and use it
Steal my loyalty and abuse it
Fill my head with lies to the point that the level of trust is vacant
I’m really not happy but I live on trying to fake it
Been doing it for years but now I just can’t take it
The bus away from misery is leaving and I don’t think I’m to going to make it
No I will make it, never mistake it
Because I refuse to be abused
And accused of not paying my dues
By those who choose to refuse to take a walk in my shoes
I am nowhere near perfect.