Journal

by amandaa   Aug 23, 2005



This is the book
In which I write
About my pain
About my life.
I write the things that I have done,
I write the songs that I have sung.
Put the poems in my head on paper,
Tell about the people who have always been there.
The story of me
Of who I want to be
All of my thoughts,
The things I've been taught,
I tell my opinions
To my journal that listens.
The people in my life
Who have caused pain and strife
The people in my life
Who have healed pain and strife.
It's written when I fall,
I'll tell it anything at all.
From my wildest dreams
To my previous basketball teams.
All the things that I love,
My Father above,
My home away from home,
The love I have been shown.
The road from my past
I have traveled at last.
The path I had chosen of passion and pain,
It will not be traveled again.
My journal holds directions to my heart,
Where you'll end
And where to start.
What has to be done
To find the me I've become.
This is the book in which I write
About my pain,
About my life.

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  • 19 years ago

    by serenity

    I ♥ this poem.
    it was amazing.
    thanks for my comment. =)