BADSIDE

EVEN THOUGH IT MAKES ME DO CRAZY THINGS

THIS SIDE WILL NEVER TAKE AN ADVANTAGE OF ME

I BEEN THROUGH A LOT OF STUFF

MOSTLY BECAUSE THE GOOD BROUGHT ME DOWN

THE GOOD BROUGHT PAIN AND HARD TIMES

IT MADE ME WEAKER UNTIL I COULDN'T TAKE NO MORE

IT PUSHED ME INTO A STATE OF MIND

MAKING ME THINK ALL REALLY DON'T MATTER IN LIFE

THE GOOD SIDE BASICALLY DESTROYED ME

THEN I STARTED TO GET STRONGER

I FELT INVISIBLE AND DID EVERYTHING I DESIRED

I COULDN'T CONTROL THE POWER

IT FELT LIKE SOME KIND OF EVIL

NO ONE COULD TELL ME NOTHING

I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT AT ALL

IT PUSHED ME UP EVERY TIME I STARTED TO FALL DOWN

I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE ALL THE THINGS I'VE SAID UNTIL I WAS DONE

DESTROYING PEOPLE THAT DESTROYED ME

IT JEOPARDIZED THINGS IN MY LIFE

ANSWERING ALL MY QUESTIONS

THE GOOD IN ME CONTROLS THE EMOTIONS

I UNDERSTAND NOW, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I GO THROUGH

THE BAD IN ME KEEPS, THE GOOD IN ME FROM FALLING

Author's Notes/Comments: 

WHEN PEOPLE DON'T APPRECIATE THE GOOD THINGS I DO MY BADSIDE SHOWS AND KEEP THE GOOD IN ME FROM BEING TORN APART. WHEN I WRITTEN 12/27/08

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poetrylover's picture

Wonderful poem.

Wonderful poem.


Robyn Deters

msjwh's picture

Thank you!

The good side of me is very fragile and sensitive, and the bad side protects my fragile soul, which gets hurt continuously.