There is much to tell about my life, for it is not a single edged dagger. my life does not cut a path Before me in only one direction, and a single word can speak a million volumes, but a trillion words Cannot sum up my life. i am like a window, fragile and transparrent. i am like a stone solid and with Secrets. i am like the mouse, scurrying about the prairie. i am like the hawk, hunting for the mouse. There is much to tell about my life, for it is not a single edged dagger. my life does not cut a path Before me in only one direction.
My life has had many ups and downs, and i have experienced some things that no one should ever have to endure. At a young age I experienced physical abuse and abandonment from my dad and step mom. I have been through foster care and endured the death of my adoptive dad, whome i love and miss very much. I have experienced the betrayal of my best friend, broken hearts, hatred and forgiveness. I wrote my first poem when I was in 3rd grade, and didnt write again until I was a freshman in highschool. My dad died when I was a freshman in high school, and my family and me, we were all destrought. As the months went by, my family healed and slowly moved foreward, but i was lingering in dark, desolite wasteland of self depression. i thought there was only one way out of my pain, and I made the decission that my suffering was over. I came downstairs late one night to swollow a bottle of asprin, but my sister Megan was watching television because she couldnt sleep. When she asked what I was doing, I replied "Im just getting some water." I drank some water and went to bed. The next day in english class, we were assigned to write a poem, and I wrote in secret about what had happened the night before. I thank god every day because I know he is the one who kept my sister up so that she could prevent me from taking my own life. After that, poetry became a part of my life. That moment, that night changed my life. FOREVER.
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Oct 12, 2012 07:51PM
A broken heart that once loved is better than 10,000 solid hearts that never loved at all.View all Conversations