Black Poetry : Brutal Honesty

Legacy21

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Somebody hand me a rag big enough to wash the tears away
From so many weeping eyes
Somebody please tell me how to stop the blood
From gushing from bleeding hearts
Torn inside & I can't seem to help them
I can't help myself
Sometimes I think for all my good intentions
It don't mean ****, because ultimately I fail
& I betray & I hurt
So somebody catch me quick before I make another false step
Shatter another confidence
Raise the knife & jab it in between someone else's shoulder blades
The very thing I hate about others, is sometimes what I become
& Like R. Kelly sings
"I don't mean it!"
Sometimes I wonder why I even try
Would it be better if I was no friend at all?
If I never loved?
Never tried to be more than a stranger to others?
No can love me without hurting
No one can trust me
No one can know me
Even I can't stand the me that hides inside
Stands behind the super conscious sister
But still tells lies
Lord knows I never meant any harm
But it always seems to end this way
So I raise my hands up in futility & frustration
What the hell do I do?
Should I retreat into a corner of my soul?
Never let anyone come into my world?
I can't keep crucifying & condemning myself
So I lay the worries of my heart in God's hands
& resolve to change
But somehow I know
It might just happen again.....
 

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