She came from nothing
Humble beginnings
Just a girl, lost
Afraid, alone
Her face was a picture
So kind, so gentle
Her voice soft, melodic
This humble girl
Who had the voice of an angel
Her life was so hard
It wasnt easy at all
But she soldiered on
She was a trooper
She was fiercely independent
Relied on no one
Got through life
On a wing and a prayer
And even though at times
Fear would grip her
She never gave in to its power
And now, today
she walks, with her head held high
A true survivor
Who came from humble beginnings
A warrior
Because surviving is what she does best


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Author: Carol anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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