A Meaningful Poem About Stuttering

 

Hello, my name is Eric Hawkins. I struggled with stuttering for many years until a few years back when I made it a part of who I am. I still stutter some, but the weight of embarrassment has lifted. Thank you for what you do for those of us who stutter.

 

When I was born

I was born to fight

The words were trouble

and wouldn't come out right

So I would just walk, in the quiet

 

I thought long and hard 

on the words I said

I would change them around in my head

but the words, were still a mighty fight

 

Others would laugh 

and call me names

They thought my words

were mighty strange

I would just hurt, in the quiet

 

I dreamed of times 

of better days

I dreamed my trouble 

would go away

The words were a battle, everyday

 

The fight of words gave me a life

It gave me a gift 

It gave me an eye

That could only be learned, in the quiet.