Losing My Balance Poem by Roneece Pieters

I think I'm losing my religion

I always read genesis and then lose the vision

Not realizing if I keep on, I won't make it to revelation

Then I got all these single friends all in the sexual relations

(I think the Christians call it fornication)

And I'm here giving advice, playing Mrs. Advisor

Knowing these boys won't live life for her

Knowing that these boys really don't love her

But love to get nectar off that pretty, little flower

And her tears falling and my digits she calling

I'm telling her don't cry, he's not worth the freedom stalling.

Yeah, he was just stalling her freedom

Telling her what not to do before the blessing come

Two weeks later, she call with a new name and age

I give a chuckle, listen to the details, and hide the rage

I think I'm losing it andI was so close to touching it

I'm cursing with my frienemies, disrespecting my mother

Walk in church Sunday bow my head like "OUR FATHER"

I'm losing my balance cuz I once had a dream

But now the future lookin like an old shirt tearin at the seam

No hope, no use

No reason to push on through

Sixteen with a baby and I'm saying congratulations?

Are you even gonna make it to graduation?

Lately I been thinking money can buy my happiness

I think I'm losing my balance

I'm hurting the ones closest to me

Smiling with the ones who ain't trustworthy

& though I know the truthI'll still continue

Cuz I'm losing myselfI know I need help

But when I start walking, I slip and stumble on insecurities

Trip over judgment

Walk backwards from fear

I'm trembling in protest

Cuz the good life seems so near

But I'm losing my balance.