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Life Story

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There are no words 
To describe how I feel
My life fell apart
I was left all alone to heal

My father left me years ago
Leaving the three of us alone
Leaving my brother without a figure
And into pieces my heart was blown

My mother was in the kitchen
Silent tears flowing down her face
She prayed her silent little prayers
Hoping God would show her grace

My brother, scarred with pain
Tried to be tough for our sake
Our father hurt him so much 
He spoke with anger and hate

One day things got really bad
He started making bad decisions
But you couldn't really blame him
He had so many of his reasons

I remember when I was nine
It was the worst summer of my life
I released some news to my family
That was life-changing that night

I had told them what my uncle did
They found it so unbelievably filthy
That night he was left without a family
I just felt so damn guilty

I felt so traumatized after that night 
I felt so down and depressed
I didn't really show it much though
I had to do what was for the best

My mother put me in counseling
I wasn't really happy with that
But soon enough I talked my heart out
And then the old me, that was once lost, was back
 
Soon enough more things happened
My life was starting to spin wildly
My brother left, my mother weakened
There was no more happiness inside of me

I was torn apart, so deeply depressed
Sometimes I thought of ending it all
I felt so unimportant, so out of place
In the world, I just felt so small

Then it happened, my brother was locked up
Being honest, I felt relieved, but I also felt burnt
Sure, he caused me a life of hell
But he was my brother, my blood, and I loved him even if I was hurt

But then I realized, I will go through challenges all of my life
But that shouldn't make me want to be a wuss and flee
I should stand my ground and do what I do best
And what I do best is... BEING ME

 

 

 

 

 

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love_supreme says:

I definitely hear you on this one. Thanks for the share.

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PoeticallyGifted says:

Joy, i absolutely love this hmu when you get a chance. and tell your brother i said hi.
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2b2b2 says:

Superb...thanks for sharing...I needed to read this....ONE

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hymnagen says:

Again I ask, why does the most moving work flow out of pain? I was most certainly moved...Peace
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The Immortal Wize says:

There is so much freedom and power in your truth, the truth is it has the potential to inspire and save lives. Keep that pen moving and those fingertips tapping those keys. Welcome to the Vibe!

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Life_Stories says:

Thank you guys :) I'm happy to hear that I can inspire people. I will make sure to write more. :)

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