I hear the words I take it all in I feel the music In my soul It keeps me balanced Thoughts begin to flow Emotions pour through As my tears fall My pen now has ink To create these words As I write my story My Signature Into my own poetry My style When I voice my soul Its mine Not like anyone else Cuz its theirs My poetry is mine My heart bleeds
listen without sound My soul plays the symphony For my readers to hear..
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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