I was born and raised in Del Rio, Texas. I have a son named Nolan Ryan. I kept my poetry to my self until a friend said i should not let my work sit in a closet collecting dust. Since then I post my poetry on a number of sites. I am Also lucky enough to have a friend (alex) who pushes me to nurture my creative ability. Every now and then i will pen something that makes me sit back and say wow i didnt know i had that in me.
I see him struggle-trying to get the words out
The pain the frustration unable to convey his thoughts
The angry outbursts-the depression -the anxiety
Ridiculed shunned always the outcast-the scapegoat
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I am angry, I am sad
Everything I have given up
What I wanted in life
Who I wanted to be
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Thoughts- questions
Feelings of desire
Churning- swirling
Drowning in a whirlpool of doubt
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I welcome him
I shan’t run from him
All in all he will come for me
Having lost my feeling for life
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While slumbering in your confined space
Do you think of your garden
How it was once beautiful
Lined with colorful flowers
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