#Cry_of_a_teen #Poetry

The shame keeps getting worse am afraid to tell,
 through its so hard to hide from the one up above
My prayer is for God to save my soul
It all started when i reached the age of 15.......
Or let me say puberty stage 
I tired to stay quit hiding under the covers
because no one told me about it ''body changes''
instead i had to share it with my friend not knowing it will be my worst nightmare

Sweet,sweet,sweet it was when he told me how to use'' my hand as a worst tool''
Which only leads to sin,
not knowing that it will be my master and control me, only to notice am in  pigsty
So i pray to God so that He protect me and take the demon in me
but after praying i find my self back doing it again
''My hand as a tool''
tears, tears, tears
still i hold on as if i must.
knowing am free
i hear him moaning my name while stumbling my mind
closer and closer he is walking
In my bed my mind is covered i cant think again
''my hand as a tool again''
but as he as allows shut me up
Am hurting myself
''my hand as a tool''
Am myself now, tears gain
day after day
am now hurting myself
the image put inside my head
the pain i hold inside me, you will never know
they will never understand
that my scars don't even begin to show
but i am on a fight for the fittest
but my mind is weak
my Father up above don't reply my calls
sometimes its a draw but sometimes i lose, winning over me

that's when i realize that i don't live my rule but my grace
everyday i sleep i know one day some day it will be a testimony
......................E.S.P
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