My past affects my future
So here is my bridge from past to my future

It all started when I was three
When the first monster attacked me
I was scared and hurt
I couldn’t understand why I was being treated like dirt

I was five when the “new” mom stepped into my life
Sometimes she was nice other times it was like I was stabbed with a knife

Somewhere between the age of six and ten
My soul was killed by the second monster
Since then it has been a taunter

I wake up and wonder
What to do with my life
Some days there is no paunder

Days pass through the darkness
Before I can work into the lightness

People, friends, and strangers come into my life
Tell me there past and present, I tell them mine
My darkness is there’s and there lightness makes me stronger

That’s when I knew I wanted to help other
Help others who have been through what I’ve been through
They are the ones that remind me why I wake up every day and live
My strongness keeps me compassionate towards others

At school I have to concentrate
On what is going to get me to my future
I think one year to disappear from high school hell

Then eight years to find myself and break old habits and past hurts
Eight years to discover my path to recovery and to prepare to handle other’s hurts

I want to help children to realize
That the one that hurt them the most can’t control their lives
I want others to see my writings and know that they are not alone

Years from helping others I want to teach
I want to give kids the opportunity to learn, to get an education,
And to have someone care when it seems no one else does
I want those kids to have the opportunity I have
My dream is to be me, the best I can be
My dream is to help other kids and teens realize that
When life gives you sour candy, that if suck them long enough
They eventually turn sweet

My dream is to help kids and teens find their dreams and ambitions
To give them the space and opportunity to do so


My dream is to marry someone and give them all my love
To have kids and be the best parent I can be

My dream is to have my stories and poems published,
So others read them and know that they are not alone
My dream is to one day forgive those monsters

My dream is to see lightness
More often than darkness





One day I will stand at the top of


My ragged wall and shout “I’m not broken”

One day I will take a sledge hammer to that ragged wall



One day I will show the world


Life may be short


But there are so many good ways to spend it

One day all these things will come true