I come from rape cause cause my dad was too much of an ass to ask my mom's for a date. I come from a broken woman she may have been outspoken but why oh why did she have to die? I come from a tribe that I can't describe. I come from the streets when we couldn't even afford sheets. I come from the prison in my head even though I've risen I'm still looking for wisdom. I come from that flood of blood from when I cut cause I was in a rut. I come from that mister who gave me my sister how she gave me a blister the the day she asked if I was raped... oh Lord how I wish I could have escaped.
About the Creator
Feeling Brand New
Writing helps me cope with the crazy past I have lived. I am now very happy and content in my life I overcame my demons probably through this writing. I hope these connect to anyone out there. These stories are from real life experiences.
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