Started off on a road to success thanking God for everything and how im extremely blessed. Wondering why I can never spend time with my mother and father because they are out making another dollar. I began sitting there thinking why my parents never home thinking out loud talking to my only friend this yellow comb . I figured it out my mother was always on the pole and my father was never there to play his role. So I began looking for happiness in all the wrong places trying to put my heart back together where something called pain left these black empty spaces. Experiencing the fast life Damn near killed by my drunk mother with her butcher knife . Once again I thought to myself I love to write why not express myself and find happiness through something I like so through my writing and my poems I found forever