Memoirs of the American Gypsy
The world can be a cold hard place it can chew you up and spit you out . It can also turn upside down and open up for you letting your dreams rain on you . I wouldn't suggest the roads iv taken to just anyone. however i can give you a front row seat to the memories .
Giving birth(i can tell you from experience) is a painful end-ever . But being reborn in to the cold grasp of reality and onto a higher plain is even more painful . it is not just a physical pain ,but an emotional and mental pain. you can not love unconditionally until you have felt the torture and pain of losing a perfect love,and yearned to have it back with every fiber of your being .
You can not sacrifice yourself until you have given up everything.
No lie is worth the words as they are spoken so hold your tongue,
To rejoice in calamity makes a soul evil, a good heart would seek peace for even its enemy's.
I'm sorry if my blunt truths hurt you I will not cushion the blows to fixate for you a more comfortable reality. I fear that you as my fellow brothers and sisters deserve the truth. the real stories of the American underworld. Told by the fly on the wall.
As a teenager who raised herself I was a lone wolf . No one protected me . No one cushioned the blows of humanity for me . I was on my own and constantly on my guard as my life has always been a war. In this time those that resented me booby trapped my life. Every step i took was onto another eggshell as to not wake the dragons and demons who could drag me from my path and drown me in the sticky nasty swamp land created by the evil in there soul...
... in the start I did not know anything,not what i wanted, not who i was , All i knew was escape . Escape from the world i was trapped in. That world driven by selfishness and greed,. my heart ached from a deep place , I survived ,this long, surely by the grace of god .
Im strong as cast iron , sweet as honey and stubborn as a mule . My heart is loyal and my mind is honest.