And if I had a backspace button to erase every
word you ever planted in my mind
Every lie about loving me
Every stone they spat that aimed at ebbing away
at my existence
Every kiss I got from poisonous lips
Every snake that slithered into my life and out
leaving despair
I'd erase until there was nothing left
But in life that luxury doesn't exist, but I'm still
the author of this story
So I aim to ink every page after with words,feelings and thoughts that defy those that stained my pages in tears and blood.
Because for every lie, deception and hate that filled pages and left no room, the light inside me that I somehow generated from the desire to overcome, to grow and to be happy will fill a thousand pages more....