Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 10-November 13:41:39 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

I gotta hold on....

Contributed by Justpoetic on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 10:27:50 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I cant say that Im the best because if I said that Id be lying and Id upset the rest
My life aint no fairy tale, no I aint never been to jail but I did stand on the corners and sell
What we try to band from the streets but I didnt care, it kept Jordans on my feet. It kept nice clothes on my back
So I could careless what you thought, I wasnt cutting you any slack.
This world is so big, so I was forced to grow up fast
But my growth wasnt like they planned so my life they looked past
Didnt to much care about life and sometimes I have that feeling but I gotta overcome
Cant stay down to long, gotta move on no time to look back at what Ive done.
Didnt have a father in my life so I hated all man
So hard to get through to my mom she would never understand
Got tired of feeling sorry for myself got tired of crying buckets of tears
Got tired of running for years for useless fears
Had no real reason to run because Im a child of the Son
But somehow I stared away and until this day I can say my walk still aint walking that way
Did drugs, drank, sex all that mess
Wish I could erase all of it so I wont have to deal with the stress
Just want away out but theres no way out, shouldnt have got myself in
Should have just listened to the old folks when they told me I wouldnt fit in
Try to keep a positive attitude and outlook on things I keep telling myself everything is gonna be good
But sometimes I feel hopeless....and misunderstood
I know I shouldnt have these feelings because of who my Father is
I cant keep beating myself up because of who my father is...(the other father)
Get the feeling to quit but if I quit then my Father will just spit me out if His mouth
Probably already there....probably took my name outta His mouth
Pretty bad if He did because me and Him share the same name
Emmanuel "God with us" is the meaning behind my name
But I feel like Ive lost the value of my name...the meaning ain't the same...
I thought it was all a joke...thought it was a game....
Thats why I cant get nothing right, that's why I feel like a lame....
Ive lost touch with where Im suppose to be but its not nobody elses fault...Im the blame
Lord forgive me for my sins, give my name back the meaning that its suppose to give...
I havent been living the life that Im suppose to live...
I lost thing for a reason because it had no more to give...
Tears are trying to come but I gotta be a solider I gotta be strong...
I gotta hold on.....




Copyright © Justpoetic ... [ 2005-06-01 22:27:50]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.


While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com