Black Poetry : Hurt, Secrets, and Lies

FattnBeautiful

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Nov 23, 2007
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I was born in this infested pool of Hurt, Secrets, and Lies.
Anger is over flowing with the Pain
that was in flicked on them.
This house is full of Little Dirty Secrets
that no one dares to share.
The Lies upon Lies that everyone has told
to keep the Truth of the Hurt they feel are catching up to them.
The Hurt from so long ago is so deep
And is still so real.
I try to swim in this very deep pool
with my eyes closed shut drowning with
all the years of Unresolved Hurt, Pain and Hate.
But no one seems to see that these feelings and ways of thinking are passing on to their children.
We Do Not See.
We are caught in the middle with no relief in sight.
It’s just put away in a chest, chained and buried in the deepest part of their hearts
Never to be opened for their Fear that everyone will Know their Hurts, Secrets, and Lies.
 
hate go way back to when able was slain
a woman scorned represents all the pain in the game
just lookin in the Good Book for where God said:
"Let there be pain"... cause it was.. indeed all hell from the gate
but burdens get put down from the choices we make

born in it.. battle fitted
wear the whole armor of God
for no reason at all life sometimes is hard

And never mind pot.. didn't even have piss
no chance to come up.. just a prayer and a wish
Trouble every where and I took it with bliss
Lost all my friends from judas' kiss

from the sun to the cold
rather young intreverted to old
if u know what i know
there's still a along way to go
 

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