To those that read within and to all that read aloud
May these words touch thy soul with a soft and gentle sound
For in this poem a meaning deep of which might not be found
As a youth broke, abused, hurt and beaten down.
It took some time till I could walk firmly being ground.
In my heart a fire grew truth still feeds these flames.
All the gifts of my painful past brings me to this day.
I walk this world with a helping hand's and my heart upon my sleeve.
All there is will always live and its thriving inside me.