FIREPLACE POETRY

Being an adult

Is so dang hard.

I wish someone told me

being an adult came with scars.

I wish I knew earlier

that being an adult was so hard

I would have changed my strategy

and played a different card.

But here I am now

with three mouths to feed

bills to pay

and a pile of broken dreams.

Life is hard

but I refuse to break

this isn’t about me anymore

my family is at stake.

My kids look at me

like I can do no wrong

but only if they knew

the tears I cry – all night long.

I wish someone told me

being an adult was so hard

Lord, please comfort me

and lighten my heart.

Lord, this is hard

but I don’t know where I’d be

If you didn’t rescue me

when I was just 19.

I’d probably be dead

most likely suicide

but YOU told me I had purpose

and saved my life.

You’ve taken care of me

and the baby I had within

Lord, I owe you everything

I don’t need to win.

Even if I bend

I refuse to break

I know you have plans for me

and there’s too much at stake.

Lord, please strength me

help me to continue the grind

I give you everything

even the melody behind the rhyme.

Written By: Alex Garvin (Fireplace Poetry)

Fireplace Poetry

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