A spoken word re-wind never finished:
I’m broken inside; screaming, I cry.
But nobody hears.
It’s deafening, this pain.
I keep trekking for gains,
But I’m losing my stance,
trying to keep pace with this grief dance.
So much I didn’t know. So much I couldn’t show.
Trusted and loved, but it couldn’t last.
Too broken to keep, too rejected too deep.
Lost and alone,
Turned 18 with no home.
I suffer from their choice, I’m left with no voice.
The system failed me, why couldn’t they see,
I was just young and alone,
Just wanting home,
the day I turned 18
Hope ended for me.