I was born in a blizzard,
under a full moon in 84' January.
They couldn't have expected
what this life was gonna make me.
Trial and tribulation lied ahead,
divorce, abuse, disease, and death.
You gotta grow up and deal, little girl.
I knew that with my very first breath.
A man with evil intentions came along.
Tricking us all into a terrible lie.
He stole my innocence with bad touches,
beating me down until I wanted to die.
He molested me, beat me, cheated on my mother,
but justice will come through to save the day,
they sentenced him to only four years
but it's been twelve years now, and I still pay.
I have shed tears, walked with suicide,
walked with God, screamed in agony.
But don't you worry friends, he hasn't won,
I saw something he never bothered to see.
Even through epilepsy, abuse, trauma, and poverty,
I found a fire somewhere deep inside of me.
I was given the gift to fight pain with beauty,
by turning pain to art and lying it out for all to see.
This girl was born in a fury and
life has tried to take me since the day I was born.
They condemned me to die twenty-four years ago,
and here I am still standing, broken and worn.
I have found love, art, and beauty,
I have traveled across great seas,
so that is my life...
and that's one thing they'll never take from me.
Just try...I dare you.
A contest entry
- Autobiographical by Dead Hair.
675 points, ended November 7, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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There is no way to judge poetry as wonderful as this! Your story leaves a great impact, and your words do it justice. Your second stanza was my absolute favorite. Thank you for entering!

