Tis tragedy they say
That begins to lead us astay
The need to subdue
The unworthyness
Exposed at a tender age
Sex, drugs and alchohol were ALL the rage.

I am me, I am free

Monster, after monster
Subject of physical abuse
And mental torture
Embracing the demons
Relieved the crushing weight
Avoiding reality, for my sanity
Words to paper grew
As I began to explore

I am me, I am free

An emergency, opened the door
To recovery, and spiritual discovery
When I admitted, I was addicted
The heavy cloud of shame shifted
Still working on becoming healthy
Both mentally and physically

I am me, I am free