My lonely corner• Show poetry

-I don't like to tell you what you like to hear, I like to tell the truth!

Tori, A disappointment, You want to hear about how I'm living such a great life and that I love every moment of it, but what I'm going to say is that I hate that the colors of the grass turn brown as I walk on it. The simpleness is so hard to explain. As I don't look directly at the light, I look at the light bouncing back off the seat, and how the shadows tell me where its coming from and how its going to hit. On November 11, 2007 I went out to have a great night. And in the shadows of a car turning is a woman drunk, speeding, and coming so close to taking my little sister's life. I have not been the same since, Here today my sister still lies in that hospital bed not being able to tell me that she loves me,She woke up, She can see me but she can't talk and she can't even move and hug me.
So what am I suppose to do? I will live in anger until the day I get to see my sister, the person she was. I will hate anything and everything. Whoever I want. Criticize, do it. I love being told I'm wrong or that I'm not so smart. I live with it everyday. My dad is a drug abuser, he walked out on me a long time ago, and My mom is well not the greatest. Or not really great at all. So I live for my sister.

I don't want anyone to know who I am. It scares the living hell out of me thinking that I'm kinda predictable. I love making people mad. It's quite a thrill. To bad for everyone else though. Love is just a lie. Wonderful lies.


I am deciding to join the military. Either the Army reserves or Coast Guard. Either one, but when I do go, I want equality. I don't want to hear that shit where girls can't be like men. I believe I can be as strong or stronger than any man.

My past has been hectic, but I just move on from it, and don't turn to look back to see, if flowers would ever sprout back on my path.


There was one person in my family that would save me from my mom. That was my Aunt. Jeanine Rhea, she died of cancer on August 31, 2006 I miss her so much. I guess we don't live for the moment enough. She made so many people smile. If there was one thing I would want back most in this world it would be her love for everything.
*10/23/53 - 8/31/06*

I'm in foster care now and i can't get online alot. leave messages or comments. Much Love, Tori Friggin Ashworth