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I remember writeing
i was always writeing hoping someone would see it
ask about it...
no one did
but that did not stop me from writeing
my words where my escape from my life
i could write of love, mystery, and a hero
no one saw the pain though
the pain my words
i was silent for so long
and when i finally began to scream
about my pain and suffering
my mental abuse and physical...
I was told to be silent and i was
i leaned on someone
who took joy in my pain .
By the time i relized that she took apart of me

I went to my words
my only friend my only friend
and i made my art threw them
my words made me feel alive.

i hope people fellow humans
can find the same love threw something
as constructive and not become destructive
as so many are now.

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