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H.ere I.'m V.ictorious
#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone they still only remembered that I had HIV not that I was a good person not that i was a daughter who became a teenage mother and a grand mother not that i started smoking drugs when I lost my mother not that I liked writing books making clothes not that I feared no one on earth but our Heavenly father and that I loved and lost those I loved not that I stood in the mist of the battle that our father choose for me to walk through so that some one just like me could have the strength to walk there path and not be ashamed to embrace the love, life and pain from the beginning to the end.
© Keniya Hill
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone they still only remembered that I had HIV not that I was a good person not that i was a daughter who became a teenage mother and a grand mother not that i started smoking drugs when I lost my mother not that I liked writing books making clothes not that I feared no one on earth but our Heavenly father and that I loved and lost those I loved not that I stood in the mist of the battle that our father choose for me to walk through so that some one just like me could have the strength to walk there path and not be ashamed to embrace the love, life and pain from the beginning to the end.
© Keniya Hill
