By Cynthia Rogers
Me against the world
What does that really even mean?
I never really got it
Until the day adversity hit.
As if the walls were closing in on me;
The eyes they follow
Out to get me.
Heart racing faster
Faith had disappeared, scared
No one was there
Look around, my friends have disappeared. Next my family is in despair.
Then school this place with faces everywhere. A dark room blank, I'm blind
With no emotional connection.
Just a cloud floating over you as time passes me by.
Saved by this feeling that I could have you, and the light that came with
But could I really?
You, who is You. Do you know who I am?
Last sliver of hope stripped away by fear;
Fear of losing the only happiness
I’ve had in years.
Those who were supposed to be there, kick you when you feel like you have already been kicked so far down that you are trapped in this cycle.
Take a jab, like a boxer I'm still fighting.
Here we go again sweating
Oh no mind raising never ending
The world is chasing and I am running but what if I stopped, just stopped,
Where I was and took the hits and walked,
walked as if I had a plan to keep going.