Denomination

Life is not complete without words to describe.
Life is not complete until there is failure.
Life which was me was to fail.
Life which was uponed in me almost dropped.
I dropped like the rain falling from the clouds,
disinigrating and flowing to the drains.
I was no part of this world I thought.
I had brothers and sisters like most do.
A mom and a dad too.
I forgotten them.
It felt like I was in hell being around them.
They brought me down to the dirt,
obsorbed and sucked out of the earth.
The things that have happened in the past
they brought up to the present.
I wanted self denomination.
I suffured,
I cryed.
I wanted to die everyday.
I felt numb watching the blood drip from my veins,
I felt sick taking pills as much as i could,
I felt destroyed thinking back on which people put hatred on me,
scars on my body,
and most of all what I had put on myself,
I figured im putting more hate on myself than what people put on me.
Yes im insecure,
Yes I have flaws,
Yes I was abused by my father,
Yes I fought my brothers and my sisters,
Yes I Let People take advantage of my life, my body, my hopes, and dreams
Yes I have scars on my body, bruises in my heart,
Yes they are healed.
Yes I have a life, it not be the life i wouldn't have chosen but its mine, I can live with it.
Yes there is faith