In the shadows of a childhood stolen,
Where silence screamed and words were frozen,
A girl endured what none should bear,
Her cries unanswered, her pain laid bare.
A mother’s gaze turned cold, away,
While trust dissolved and hope decayed.
Through years of darkness, she stood alone,
A fragile heart turned into stone.
At thirteen’s edge, the weight too much,
She sought escape from life’s cruel clutch.
But even as the abyss drew near,
A spark remained, defying fear.
Years would pass, and love would bloom,
In children’s laughter, it found its room.
She vowed to shield them, come what may,
To give them light, to pave their way.
Yet demons lingered, their whispers loud,
In meth’s embrace, she sought a shroud.
A boyfriend’s fists, a mother’s scars,
Love, she thought, was pain and bars.
But through the haze, her sister stood,
A beacon bright, a force of good.
She gave her children what she could not,
A life of safety, a stable plot.
And though the years have carved their mark,
Her soul still burns, a glowing spark.
For in her pain, a strength was born,
A love that heals, though bruised and worn.
Desiray stands, a warrior true,
Her story raw, her spirit new.
Through brokenness, she’s learned to rise,
A phoenix soaring in endless skies.