Coming From Nothing
A Poem
We all come from nothing...
Some remind us, more then others.
Reminder of never having control, that is nothing.
This is coming from nothing, the reminder of feeling you are.
"Remember where you come from."
Oh I do, and I hate it.
Why do this to me?
Why make me remember this?
What's the point?
Oh yes, to degrade me, to make yourself feel superior.
Make yourself feel important for nothing me a peg or two below you.
If I only knew what you would gain, I would have ran far, far, far.
I realise now I have a choice, but to always remember my past, shouldn't define me
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Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)
LouLou maintains a boundary between her professional endeavors and personal life. She wears many hats as an author, blogger, and content creator. In various projects, each one a testament to her dedication and passion for storytelling.
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