My Story

It was 2017 when the story began

collapsing, but it was 2020 when a

a new chapter was beginning. All my skin

knew was stick and stones, all my

head told me was that I was alone. I walked 

away told my friends I have nothing left

else to say, let my family know I didn’t

wanna make a sound. 

I was content with being lost, it didn’t

cost me anything, but an honest reflection

in my story. That pain was nothing but 

stepping stones. My head told me I was 

alone, but my soul told me I just needed to 

take some time out. To really think about me. 

Told me it was okay to be lost, and slowly

I would find myself.

This is my story, I was lost, but in

a sense of soul, I was found. I let it 

all go. 

It was the middle of 2018 when this chapter

reached its climax. I had put the pen down.

I lifted my head back up to take in the sunlight. 

Not let anyone tell me what was write for me.

Expressed me through something other than my

goals.

Told Peace to take a step back, and that Deon 

needed to come out. Come out and smile just a 

minute, breathe in the moonlight just for a little bit.