My Life's Beginning: 1974-2009, Part 3

And, you live in mental hospitals and strangers' homes; And, you are treated very badly by friends and shelters; though your heart still has poems. Then you move back home with your Dad; Which makes him very mad and very sad. But, you find a home again out on your own; Because that is what one does when one is grown. You starve yourself and meet old and new men; And you get taken advantage of again. Then a lovely woman helps you meet your wonderful man; And, you make many and many a plan. You find out very quickly that he is your soulmate; You have mostly wonderful years together; great so great. Then one year, you are both down on your luck; And your man wants the equivalent of trying to get hit by a truck. It changes you, and damages you so much; You do too much for him and get too drunk to touch. SSA cuts your check; just a very bad year; And there are so many and many-a-tear. Things are getting better, but you rely on beer; After continuously dropping tears. Not to forget that in the year that New Yorkers all cried; Your sister committed suicide; that is when a big part of you died. There are many reasons why you hide and hide; Sometimes, you feel like you're just along for the ride. You've always been lost; And your sanity is the cost. You still ty and try To better your soul But, you fear there is too big Of a gaping hole. You can't always rescue yourself from yourself That's why your sisters ashes sit on a shelf. I can't totally rescue me from me I keep trying to find the person I want to be! I've had enough Of feeling lost and alone And now I have a place Where my inner peace has grown.