These poems are a testament to anyone that you can overcome anything that tries to block ur path. These weren't written for pity they were written because I have a story that needs to be told so that OTHERS can learn from it and grow stronger....God Bless!!!
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At one point I never wanted to open my eyes again
So now I spend my days, spreading the love that He so willingly gave to me. -
Not ashamed of my past for I know that my past is what got me here today
I'm God's Heart and THIS is my story...
43 lines, 27 comments, on Dec 1 4:26 AM 2007. In My Life, My own Style -
The law's supposed to protect the people.
So tell me why the hell they aren't doin anything?
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Each time the pain eases it comes back even worse.
Try to ignore it until it forces me to lie on my back.
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Memories come flooding back of the last time.
Nightmares plague me and keep me from sleep. -
nxiously awaiting his arrival and curious to see how he'd act.
My worst nightmare, the one from shining hell. -
Then I suddenly remember my pocket and remembered my heart.
Armed with her love I fought back and in the end I reestablished my self-worth -
It was my angel with wings that came to the rescue.
She shielded me from the pain and guilt I felt.
The introduction to the story of my life...
A brief overview of the events that have shaped me into the person i am today.
I want you to keep in mind what is said in this piece for it is key to understanding why things have taken place as they have.
This is the pain that i must endure each time i think of my story. but i am learning how to deal better with the pain.
Part 1 of the my story---takes place from the tender age of 6 until the age of 13.
Part 2 of my story---takes place from the summer of 2007 (yes, this past summer) until january of 2008.
In my effort to forget part 2 and erase it from my mind, i found that instead i remembered it in vivid details.
Account of my last encounter with the bastard and how i felt when i knew he was on the way.
This is the final encounter with the bastard and the events that took place.
A further breakdown of the events to help explain what helped me to fight back during the final encounter.
The night after the incident there was some serious thinking and doubts going through my head. read for more details...
And finally this tells the story of me coming into my own and gives an explanation of why i call myself a concrete angel.
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princess
I read allof your heart breaking stories and no I dont offer you pity. I offer you love and hope. I know that God has a special plan for you and you shall be ok. You are so sweet and I just adore you already, love you lots, Daddy
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