Iris Park Poems

Faith

Faith, is all we have, to make it through the day.
Faith, that when we are lost, we will find our way.
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Scrapbooking
Remembering since the day you came into this world.
Pictures placed in a book decorative as you can.
Since you were a baby till now,
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Thinking
Lying down thinking of last night
thinking of tomorrow.
How can I find my soul at home.
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Living the past she felt captive inside a prison cell.
Three years of negativity, self-worthlessness, and uncertainty of breathing.
Her hands reach towards the cold door knob.
As she shut the door she heard riot in her parent’s room.
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Who is this man I call daddy.
I can’t forgive you, because of what you did to me and mommy.
Now I’m fourteen almost turning fifteen in a couple of days.
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