Note: This is a group poem in which each of the boys in the writing group contributed at least one 3 line stanza on their chosen theme of Pain.

Pain

Pain is indescribable

Pain is an enigma

Why won't my pain go away?

Pain is bad

Pain is really bad

Pain is like a pencil in my back

In the beginning

The pain was tolerable

As sunburn soothed by aloe

But the pain worsened

like skin blistered

from the touch of red hot iron

My pain is unbearable

It splits my skull like a knife

going through butter

It's like the look a man gets

when he knows he's going to die

The pain in his eyes gives it all away

This pain is like a sore

that won't go away

I try to itch it but it just stays.

All I see is pain

I'm living unashamed

But also dying by the gain

How can I maintain

With these demons in my brain

Pain can be violent

Pain can be silent

Silent waters run deep

You reap what you sow

And you sow what you reap.

The pain was not physical

Heartbreak is

The pain searing inside my chest

My pain is not your pain

It's all my own

So don't you ask

Just leave me alone

Note: This is a group poem in which each of the boys in the writing group contributed at least one 3 line stanza on their chosen theme of being Here.

 

 

Here

Like the first time I saw this place

When I got locked up there was fear

But that's now gone to a different me

Jumping hurdles day by day

Mending the broken relationships

Not just to better ourselves

Like when I first came down for treatment

Like when I throw my hissy fits

Like when I finally give in

It is the test of all tests

We have to be our best

On a very long quest

The staff makes you tired

It's like the running of the bulls

And I have been on my last strand

Like the staff trying to help out

When the white walls are closing inward

It all stops when I finally give in

I feel like a puppet

Will I be released?

Will I ever hear the trumpet?

Nowhere to run

Only in my mind

Just darkness, I can't see the sun

Doing the same things, just a different day

I'm always wondering when it will finally end

But in the end I know I will be better

These walls be talking to me

They be bumpin' like some speakers

Letting me know I have a family waiting

And I'm sittin' in this room

with nothing new

because it's the same thing just a different day

And there's nothing I can do

But do what I have to do

because I know I have a family waiting

But I be gettin' in my head

Feeling empty like I'm dead

While sitting here always debating

Because it gets old, it gets old

Growing gray hairs

Like it was some wisdom to be told

And you have two ears and one mouth

So you can listen more than you talk

Because well done is better than well said.

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The time I've lost

will never be found again.

Yet even in my darkest days

I've thought of this moment.

I've changed.

I've conquered some of my greatest fears

In hopes that I can face the rest.

I've come a long way

and I will go even further.

Me and Myself

Me and Myself

I love me

Forever I have seen you in the mirror

even when I walk

you follow me like a hollow ghost

stretched upon the ground and walls

so close, yet so far

I could never reach you.

Those Days

Those Days

Those days I was happy
Those days I would smile

Those days I was with my family

Those days I was still a child.

I'll never forget those days

they were the best

and it's those days

that stick out from the rest.

When it comes to my family

there was no other

we were always together

and we would do anything for each other.

Seaside Heights, Ocean City Maryland

Jamaica, or Bermuda

It was my family

who came through blaring.

As years passed

those days became more rare

I saw 'em slippin away

and that feeling made me scared.

Those days are gone now

Those days will live long now

Those days will never leave my head

Those days are like my favorite song now.

Facing Each New Day

 

 

 

 

 

Facing Each New Day

As you face each new today,

may you find you'll always be

prepared to meet it's challenge,

use it's opportunity.

May you always have a dream to follow,

wisdom's light to guide you.

May you know that others love you

and will always stand beside

you.

Fire and Ice

Fire and Ice

If you play with fire

you get burned.

I found that out many

times in my life.

For example,

if you push someone to

their limits time after

time, you lose them....

forever!

After a while, the burn

starts to heal. That's

where you need ice

for extra help and that

help would come from your

friends and family. And

after the burn heals, you

will forever have a scar

to remind you that when

you keep adding fuel to

a fire you will always

get burned in the end.