Taken too soon• Show poetry

ok, well I have no idea what to put here. My name is Kimberly!! NOT Kim, only 3 people are allowed to call me kim, my best friend, who unfortunately is no longer here. R.I.P Keli, and her sister and now one other person.

Maybe if you ask nicely I'll let you............... or not

ok now that´s over with, I´m an ok kinda person really, relatively easy to get on with, love to have a laugh, as long as it isn´t at my expense.

only recently started writing, hence the very low number of writes on my page. they are mainly aimed at my drug taking, both in the past and more recent.
please don´t lecture me. I know the dangers, I know what I´ve got to lose.
I don´t need you to judge me.

I guess it's amazing I'm here at all, after abusing drugs fo 8 years, think I tried almost everything at least once. I then stopped for 3 years only to start again.
I used to drink a lot too much though I have now cut down a lot, maybe have one or two drinks a week.

Both of my parents were abusive to each other but never touched me or my brother whilst they were still together, when I was 7 and Ben was 11 my mum walked out, she took Ben but left me behind, I just came home from school one day to find them gone. I havén´t seen either of them since.
After they left my dad turned his anger towards me, shouting and bruises became the norm. finally when I was 14 after a massive arguement my dad threw me out. With no close friends and no where to go, I moved onto the steets, where drugs, alcohol and sex became a way of life.

Then I met Chris, when I was 20, he turned my life around, we got a place, I took my G.C.S.E´s and then started training to be a nurse, slowly I left the drink and drugs behind, with Chris´s help and that of my new friends. Then disaster struck, when Chris and I were 23, he died, in a motorbike accident. A car driver didn´t see him as they pulled out of a junction, his bike was in more than 10 pieces and Chris was a mess,.
I don't think I'll ever recover from losing him, he saved me. and I never got the chance to do the same for him.


I adopted my daughter before she was actually born as I knew her mother, who didn't feel able to take care of a newborn.

I loved Rachel with all my heart, despite being a single mum as she was only 1 when Chris died, and her being autistic, yes it was difficult but if I could, I´d do it all again.
unfortunately her life was stolen when a drunk driver ran into her whilst she stood on the pavement just outside our garden gate last year.

I´m trying to accept my past and move on from it. yeah I slip up from time to time. I still make bad decisions, but don´t we all?!

I have a family!!!!!!!
Aunt - darlee77