A Rhyme, Wit Reason

i dont have no book, with little diddies or rhymes. i got a heart burstin', a heart lustin' and trustin' it's animal instinct. created from a de-vlish origin, dealin' with unbearable pain, i remained, hidden from the world since i was an innocent girl, forced to deal with evil.

i got so many scared sides, so many dark parts, an alter is always takin' over, i never was granted time to unwind, and discover the she that I be, or the she that I is. couldn't decide if i were, him or a her, an it or a thing. because on the day of my birth up until now, i was valued at nothing.

so deep, deep inside my heart broken soul i hid until the time was right. didn't think i deserved to be free of my torture, until God in the heavens just a short while ago, opened the gates labeled "THIS WAY OUT " he let me escape my programmed prison. and he, loving-le and carefu-le led me out. taken by the hand my heavenly father pointed his finger in the direction of the great Pacific Blue. This is my rhyme wit' reason.

As my bright polished toes touched the edge of the water's splendor,.......

I, the her that I am, opened my eyes and ears. I listened with tears, stinging my face from the water's salt. The ocean began whispering my name. my bloodline enemies were no where near.

It was then, my ears, heard the sweet sound of my own voice.