My Truth


As a word artist
I've learned to discern and harness my hardships
That made me feel tarnished and like garbage
And to be honest
I was once nearly a carcass
Because of my inner darkness
I felt 'like I was a target'
Then I became painfully vain
Felt like my suffering was the hardest
But I worked on my therapeutic poetic verse the smartest
And now I feel like divinity incarnate
Because my poetry is quite cathartic

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