I had a life

I had a life

And you tell me, you too

While Yours was brutalised

By an oppressor

I loved you, with my life

I discarded your errors,

Yet, it scares me

Will you accept my faults and my scars Caused by the needles, by my whims?

A past where I lived arrogantly

And found pleasure in drugging?

My first encounter dates back ten years

I was nineteen, tender and still a child

At a party, where there were only teenagers

To feel like my friends, in the same waves The heroin I injected it

without fear and without jokes

A sensation, I felt of ecstasy, contentment

The world that would travel very slowly

Pain and bodily aches faded away

My desire for joy was fully satisfied

I didn't know when this new cute Pleasure

Increased, and became a strong addiction

The absence of "brown sugar" triggered

Withdrawal symptoms, I was hallucinating

My pocket money, my salary,

I gave everything

When it wasn't enough, at home I stole

And I sold them, at a low price, to get high

Dad's slaps, mom's tears, nothing has changed me

Sadly, addicted to drugs, because my joy depended on them

I remember my last day at dad's place

Without drugs, the symptoms unbearable, I served as bait

My mama,

I used honey-coated words

With cunningness, I cajoled, her maternal instincts

to make her Heart moving, giving me her wedding rings

When daddy appeared, in ire, beating me up

Despite mom's crying, my father dragged me down the street

Throwing me in the road and beat me once again

I'd be in Elysium, if the police hadn't intervened

After my first care, I was taken to a center, for the homelessness

I found refuge, having no options, I admitted myself

I reflected, my life, on what I've become

At Home now, I was no longer welcomed

In my prayer, intensed in bitterness,

I prayed to Jesus so that he gave me strength, to get me out of my ordeal

Helping me get overcome, my life later made worrying

I felt his hands, on my shoulders, and I had his blessings

He gave me his mercy, so that I could overcome my addiction.

I worked with my hands,

so I made my way back

I built myself a roof, alone, my body is serene again

Life graced me, our paths crossed

My Sorrow, the rose of my love,

it's designed on a thorny stem

With you, I swear, I dream of a family, founded

But for the door to this future

It is you who hold the key

If we are made to brave

This life together

I conclude my letter

In assurance of your

Acceptance