I start this story,
with truth in my heart,but lack of memories.The few memories that seem to enter
my mind,may also enter my
soul or my heart.I see much
darkness, assurances never to be made ,as promises are
always to be broke.Pain I feel
mentally now,so many years
ago were still mentally engaging,but also soul breaking.Years of so much abuse, from the people, that said they loved me. The people that were supposed to
protect me hurt me the most.
Tore me down, wore me down,
till I was nothing.A good soul
in a world of darkness. Everywhere I turn someone is
out there to get,in one way or another. I grew up swearing, I would do better for myself, and who ever came into my
life when I had the Chance.
Was so damaged by then,I
could not keep that promise,
even to myself. Ended up on
yet an even rougher,more painful and the darkest path
I'd could have not imagined.
Another fifteen years of
loneliness and darkness.
Fear around every corner.
Tears and hopeless thoughts.
A misery worse the hell,
living with the devil himself.
Finally a way and courage
to get away.I take my babies,and run like the wind.
With the only one that had really been there my whole
life,God himself. Today I know this to be true,for I
would not be here today
to tell you my story. It took me
many years to see that . Today I am blessed with the love of God and a good man.I am safe,I am alive, I am free to be me. With words that mean something and count ,for these
people in my life, know my story, where I come from. They know who I am,why I am,and they not only understand, but still love me.
My story started out as a
prisoner of a life that should have been seen through
rose colored glass,my story ends with those glasses,
and the freedom I so
desperately dreamed of.


Authors note, two things the sun does rise and take away the darkness, and some memories are cherished. Ty for allowing me to share

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