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Literature Text
I am Wendi,
This is me,
I'll open your eyes
So you can see
That who I've been
Is who I'll always be.
I slurp my drinks,
My friends all think
That my sanity
Is on the brink.
I'm loud, I'm open,
I have no filter,
My life is often
Out of kilter.
Scars, wounds,
Wants, and needs,
I can't help but bite
The hand that feeds.
I curse, I smoke,
I live off herb,
Respect is more
Than I deserve.
I've made mistakes,
Corrected few,
I've ran from most
To start anew.
I have a temper
Often uncontrolled,
Or a shoulder
Turned and cold.
At times I scream,
I even yell and cry,
I often times stop
And ask myself why.
I'm recovering from
An addiction to drugs,
I have a grave I
Singlehandedly dug.
I may be a woman,
But I'm not an angel.
Most people think I'm a
Favorite of the devil.
We all have history,
I know I have mine,
I'm just hoping it
Gets better with time.
Baggage, skeletons,
Ghosts of my past,
If we go to heaven
I'm going last.
So here I am,
This is me,
Must I keep going,
Or do you see?
~
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Beautiful, so pure and just stunningly honest!