Journey To Me

I am conceived. Without caution. Thru lustful eyes of a married man and the outstretched hand of a woman--- Both seeking their next injection. I am born. Completely unwanted. Left in my hospital bed to be cared for by a stranger's hand. Never to be comforted by my mother's breast. I am addicted. Afflicted with drug tainted blood running untamed thru my veins consuming my tiny body so that I am never at peace. I am adopted. Taken in by a loving family with children of their own. Seeking no gain but offering everything--- leaving nothing to be desired. I am lost. Flummoxed. Bitten by that need, need to know my roots, need to get some answers bug. Only to be turned away--- again. I am dying. Slowly. Painfully. Like heat from Venus burning my existence. Destroying any sense of hope, desires or pleasures that I dared to dream. I am re-birthed. Not by chance. I stand ready. Alert of my power to change not only circumstance, but my life.