Woe is Me - By: Vinny Sarpong

Woe is me the last born never cradled,a child yet denied the right to feel. My emotions treated as too heavy for my age.My voice silenced and mislabeled as disrespect. My pain carried alone quitely like hidden scars. My mirror of mistakes held up to my face again in again as if the past where a chain I must drug to every tomorrow.

Woe is me, the Unseen one told my sorrow is too young to exist as if age were a shield Dark keeps my heart from breaking and falling apart.But I still carry these wounds and choose not to end the story here to spare them the silence of my absence and to spare them the weight of never knowing where they went wrong because after everything

I still care

Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.

It's about the sorrows I've been experiencing in a home where I've never been able to express myself freely

Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.

It was simple to come up with the idea but difficult to put it all together as I tried to put my pain In a concise format

Why did you choose to write this poem?

To be able to freely express myself

Do you have any tips or anything to share with the youth writers who may be reading this?

Pour your sorrows into writing instead of harmful actions