Disrespect
I disrespect time
Careless I drink and commit a crime
I don’t ask many questions
I don’t wish for many answers
Where can I find
Peace and prayer but instead
I drink and disrespect time.
I disrespect my God given family
I don’t go home, laughter becomes insanity
I blame my father for my upbringing
I blame my mother for not caring
My God given family has always been there treating
My disease of disrespecting
But still I don’t show much emotion for my
God given Family. I disrespect my purpose on Earth
I don’t understand what time is worth
Violence and hate consumes me
But I don’t agree with therapy
Dreams become nightmares
In the midst of the night I pray for life to be fair
Why do I disrespect myself?
I need a new path in my heart, it has to be felt
I disrespect by caring about being free
I accept fate and don’t want to change destiny
Time equals change
A pic of respect in a hole I will frame.
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This is raw and introspective, a deeply personal reckoning with inner struggles and the search for meaning. It’s honest about pain and conflict, yet carries a quiet hope for transformation. Powerful and heartfelt—these words hit deep.
This poem is very fresh and compelling, I appreciate its honesty throughout each line. I think it’s essential to look past all flaws and insecurities and to focus on what you are blessed with, I believe you can do big things and there’s nothing you can’t overcome.