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A Woman's Struggle

by

Iysha Hayward

Completely alone and I'm four months and counting
my life is no better nad my tension is mounting
Most of this is my fault I must confess but, I don't need anymore problems and I got enough stress.
No one to turn to, can't call on mother
I have to be strong and set an example for my younger sister and brother.
It's all on me and I dont know what to do
I can barely take care of myself let alone a baby too!!
I cant believe this it must all be a dream
Theres no way I can handle this I'm only sixteen
So if you did'nt get your allowance and you think your life is trouble come to my world a young woman's struggle
It happened so fast before I could blink
I need help now before ship starts to sink
If you take the time to know me You would see what I say is true.
But no one cares about anything enough to learn somthing new, thats why there are so many victims and survivors are few.
What should I tell my son when he asks where do I come from, should I telll him the naked truth or ignore him and act dumb.
Tell him about all the friends I lost and fights I had
All the single mothers and dead beat dads
Maybey I should sugar coat it and tell hom a half truth
to help him believe thiers hope for our troubled youth
As he grows older will he take heed to my words and actions or will the smell of the street be too strong
like a powerful attraction
In the middle of this will I be able to save myself
or am I so sucked up into this life that I'm the one who needs help.
Single young mother no job , no education , typical story She'll end up pn the street or wefare thats what you think but I think theirs more for me.
God gives you what he knows you can handle so
I'll continue to juggle
I wish It were easier but I was chosen to fight in a young womans struggle.


Dreams

by

Iysha Hayward

As I lay on my back and open my eyes,
I'm back in the real world to my demise.
All of my joy and happiness disappeared in a blink,
I was just on top of the world,
or at least I think!
I was rich and sucessfull not a care to care for
now I'm here in reality,
here in the war
What happened to my life wasn't it what it seemed
was I hallucinating or was it all just a dream.
Did my mind decive me to make me belive theirs hope
for tomorrow and to ensure that I don't waste my time dwelling in self-pity and sorrow.
Is a dream encouragement or a cruel game played by God Almighty?
Or a simple trick of my subconscious..... I don't know
it might be.
Whatever the case it happens to me every single night.
My aspirations are snatched away,
and I don't think that's right.
At the end of my dreams I'm left with
cold harsh real life.
In my dreams I'm a movie star or a scientist
or a man's happy wife.
So can I get a chance just one , just to see?
If my dreams can come true like the
people on T.V.
Are all these things possible? If they did it
could I too?
Will my talents lead me that far,
because right now I don't know what to do!
Are dreams senseless or should they be warded
I haven't got the answers right now
but tonight I know I'll sleep on it!!!

Dreams

by

Iysha Hayward

As I lay on my back and open my eyes,
I'm back in the real world to my demise.
All of my joy and happiness disappeared in a blink,
I was just on top of the world,
or at least I think!
I was rich and sucessfull not a care to care for
now I'm here in reality,
here in the war
What happened to my life wasn't it what it seemed
was I hallucinating or was it all just a dream.
Did my mind decive me to make me belive theirs hope
for tomorrow and to ensure that I don't waste my time dwelling in self-pity and sorrow.
Is a dream encouragement or a cruel game played by God Almighty?
Or a simple trick of my subconscious..... I don't know
it might be.
Whatever the case it happens to me every single night.
My aspirations are snatched away,
and I don't think that's right.
At the end of my dreams I'm left with
cold harsh real life.
In my dreams I'm a movie star or a scientist
or a man's happy wife.
So can I get a chance just one , just to see?
If my dreams can come true like the
people on T.V.
Are all these things possible? If they did it
could I too?
Will my talents lead me that far,
because right now I don't know what to do!
Are dreams senseless or should they be warded
I haven't got the answers right now
but tonight I know I'll sleep on it!!!

The Woman I've Become

by

Iysha Hayward

I did'nt have the courage
to be all alone.
I did'nt have the strenght
to handle my own home
I let life break me
instead of lift me up
I should have let my emotions
flow freely
Instead of just erupt
I had come to realize in myself
are all the answers I need
to questions about my selfishness
and decitful greed
I've learned to face all my fears
and decisions
Now I have better goals
and clearer visions
I have courage, I have strenght
and my soul is uplifted
I never even knew
this type of freedom existed
I've established paitence in my attitude
and no longer keep my feelings undercover
I've applied my growth and maturity
to compassion for others
I know I have a long way to go
and I've only just begun
but I'm confident about the
way things will turn out
because of the woman
I've Become!!!

Related to Life

by

Iysha Hayward

How is life related to me?
is the past a cousin?,
the future my child?
will i give birth to
a society gone wild?
Is happiness related to me?
are smiles my family?
is laughter my kin?
Is this one situation where
everybody wins?
What about the bad times are they
related too?
Is anger an uncle?
pain an aunt?
dissapointment a dead relative
coming back to haunt?
What about my brothers?
are they the angels that guard?
are my sisters my enemies?
Life's answers are hard.

Where to Live a Lie

by

Iysha Hayward

Theres nothing left

the walls R bare

but pictures R up

for everyone who's there

the rooms R quiet

but U could hear so much noise

Like, video games , the T.V.

and other childrens toys.

If the mirrors could speak

they'd talk of the unspoken

and unheard silence.

They'd tell tales of the lies

and senseless violence.

The doors would bleed,

and the windows would cry.

Too bad these things dont talk

because they would tell U

I Live a Lie!

The smiles.... the laughs

they're all fake...Just for show!

Just for U 2 see

so you wont know!

Behind the smile is no smile

behind the laugh is not so,

because I'm here and I'm going

where i dont want to go!

This house seems happy...

the music's turned Up...

So you wont hear the sigh..

But This Is Where U Live

When U Want 2 live A LIE!!!