Becoming A Success Is Not Easy!

I keep falling down to the ground.
Falling down into the vast darkness.
I feel so worn, torn, and defeated.

My life keeps pushing my buttons.
I cannot catch a single break lately.
As I navigate through this huge mess.

I feel like I am a walking train wreck.
I try be positive and upbeat each day,
But my life keeps pushing me down.

I long to be smart and successful.
I keep trying to go somewhere better,
But all the signs are telling me I can't.

I am not meant to ever do any better.
I don't care what these naysayers say.
I am going to keep working on me.

I am not giving up on improving me.
I will not stop being a better person.
I feel I am a better woman this way.

I will do better than others expected.
I will make it out of the lower end.
I am going to do well and help others.

I am not persuing education and work,
Just to become a rich, arrogant snob.
I want to have the knowledge to help.

If you cannot accept my changing life,
Then you can just go screw yourself.
Get out of here and don't come back.

I don't need unsupportive morons here.
You are just jealous and wish it was you.
You will not get off of your lazy behind.

You sit and wait for good things to come.
I have a news flash for you lazy lowlifes.
Nothing good comes without a price tag.

If you want your life to be a better place,
Then you will need to take active actions.
No one is going to do it all for you here.

However, we all can be successes in life.
We all can do good in our unique ways.
Let us support each other like a family.

We all can work towards good goals.
We all have it in us to be decent people.
We just need to be willing to work hard.

Subway Ride

After work I rush down the stairs at the subway station,
I see a troubled man clothed in rags stained with dirt.
He starts asking for some money so he can eat tonight.

I quickly and carefully place some money in his hand;
While I do this, I guard my purse like a watch dog.
Some scumbags like to steal from others down here.

Then he thanks me and we board the crowded car.
Rush hour is upon us, so everyone is in a big rush.
We both go our separate ways and I hope he is ok.

I wonder whether he will have a place to sleep tonight,
or if the cold, filthy pavements outside are his only bed.
No roof or walls to call a home and no clean water.

I wonder if he will be able to grab any food after tonight,
or if he can find warmer clothes that are clean to wear.
After all, it is winter and the streets are as cold as Alaska.

Since I am not sure what else I can do now that he is gone,
I pray for him and hope for the best for him and for others.
I know he is not the only homeless person around here.

As I go home tonight on the subway I am also thankful.
Thankful for everything that I have been given in this life.
While others out there are struggling to survive in the dark.

My Name is Deadly Disease

I slowly sneak inside of you under the radar.
I tresspass past your body's best defenses.
I seem as harmless as the common cold at first.

However, I am a dangerous and painful being.
Slowly I will seep in and take over your body.
I sneak into you undetected in the beginning.

One by one, each organ gets a taste of me.
As I take over your entire mind and body.
Then I start to strike you from your insides.

You fight back, but I refuse to surrender.
I fight with you like we are in a world war.
This is me versus you and I am going to win.

I will make you bedridden in the hospital bed,
So that I can fight without you moving around.
My goal is to kill and destroy like a hurricane.

I don't care if you are loved by friends and family.
I don't care if you are not ready for your death.
Doesn't matter if you are a newborn or an adult.

No matter what, I will conquer and win you over.
I will take your life and throw you into your grave.
I need you and I cannot live without your body.

I use you as my food until your strength is gone.
I say goodbye to you when you pass away.
Then I go on and destroy those I know I can kill.