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The Poet's Own
If I was asked to write something to reflect upon myself, I’d remember all the hardships and struggles with my health- When I was younger I suffered from child abuse and pain, and now only memories of innocence lost does remain. I grew up in shame with only my innocuous soul to blame, for I was only a little girl who never expressed her name- I wasn’t the same as the other children, but a lost doe, covered in brokenness and shadowed by deep woe. I grew older and held onto addiction that made me weak, I flatlined on the table with words unable to speak- Death was only for a few seconds, nonetheless I died, when I awoke I noticed all my family had cried. Something had to change, my life had to rearrange, I was slowly becoming my father, mad and deranged- I knew not of hope, no strength called upon me, but the death of my soul opened my eyes to see. Withdrawal became my days as I struggled for life, for I was a mother of a daughter, a suffering wife- I needed something to free my need for one more pill, something to ease the guilt, my heart craved to be still. Deep inside I knew I could overcome this addiction, I saw my older sister conquer through conviction- No one could save me except me and me alone, so I sought out good counsel and to others I atoned. Almost nine years later I see the light from my past, with faith and hope that these healthy days shall last- I’m a woman whose youth became a problem as an adult, who had put herself first, as the blame came to a halt. I need not substances to live- I only have strength to give. I help others to also be free... ...those who suffered like me. The Poet's Own August 21, 2017
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