I struggled inside each and everyday
wishing this pain would finally go away
an anger so deep that's in my heart
not addressing it is making me fall apart.
Dealing with trauma since I was a youth
being told I was a liar for telling the truth
the drinking & smoking I hid for years
no one was there when I shed a few tears.
Alone in my sadness & misery each day
I was there when my aunt passed away
I wasn't strong enough to say my farewell
each and everyday has been a living Hell.
Tortured with anger & tortured with grief
being denied for being strong in my belief
I broke down & cried for my inner child
a broken boy that you once said was wild.




© Josiah Bhola Hillaire