Survival Poem-James

Corner wall by James Z

I survive to get by

I survive to get high

I only need myself

Down till the day I die

A privileged life I live

I’ll worship what I want

Though I have nothing

To give

I’ll show you what I

Was taught

Look at the sky, the

The moon, the cloud

Those things aren’t alive

See those who cry out

I hold my tongue

I bite down it hurts

So much

I have so many scars

Yet I’ve left so much

I ignore the words

I ignore the bats

The pain is the same

Like getting stabbed in the back.