There’s a place i lived as a child Its where souls die Where my soul was chained Where your screams were silenced Darkness is where all unwanted souls go
I was resilient to the Darkness Fighting my way out Escaping death and surviving I managed to turn my pain Into poetic art recreating My story and the scars left From my rage No longer fear Darkness I will erase the damage from the inside , the fighter i was forced to be The warrior to keep Darkness from attacking I can now stand proud & strong And tell you my story Of how i saved myself from Darkness and became my own hero
My name is Crissy >duhu-j-ade
I'm native American,of the pomo Nation
I just turned 44 years old
I've started
writing when I was 10 years old
It was my outlet my only way to release
The pain of was was done to me at a early age
When I write somehow my feeling s get trapped in my poetry and my readers can feel my sadness, for that I do apologise
Everything I write is what I went through
Please I'm not the type for fame
I just want to share my story and hopefully
Help someone else who been through it and my
Need to to inspire them to never give up follow your dreams you don't need someone to Dave you but you just find your will and strength don't give anyone your power to destroy you,fight back please,
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