This a poem written by model Toppaz Jade about the true story of she and her son surviving hurricane Katrina.
We hide our scars, both physical and mental as if they were shameful things to be buried in the darkest part of our hearts and minds.
Somehow these things become marks of shame; they separate us from others.
But really think about it. We live in a world that has teeth and it has sharp edges. Tragic and painful things rain down
I hate your lies The ones you speak Silently in my ear Only I can hear The guilt-strewn ugly That shame that You taunt me with Alone by my side Chagrined at the evil That lingers near me Always in spirit Beckoning to me Oh dark, evil hatred I despise how you steal You kill ALL my joy My peace, You dispel The light at the end Of the tunnel Draws closer The closer I get The less you can torture… Me “Redd”Sonia Sauruk...