: About Me

Hello,

My name is Crystal. I'm 43 years old, and have 3 wonderful children, and 4 adorable grandchildren.

I am disabled, and have been since 1994. I have several medical problems, which include a tremor disease, and severe chronic pain in my lower back.

I started writing poems, as a way for me to express feelings of sorrow and pain. I feel it's been very therapeutic for me over the years in dealing with the changes in my life, as well as the losses I've experienced.

I struggle daily with depression. It's a very real part of my life. Many people tell me that I am too sensitive, and let things bother me to easily... If I weren't, I wouldn't be the person that I am today. Is there such a thing as being too loving, or too compassionate? I don't think so.

My hope is that my words will touch your heart, open your eyes, or perhaps lift your spirits in some way. I reach out to all of my readers, hoping to make a difference in their lives, or help them through a difficult time in there life, through my words, and experiences. I wouldn't be here today, if it weren't for my faith in God.

Sincerely,

Crystal

My passion is ...

My family, Poetry, and Music

I know too much about ...

Pain and Sorrow

My parents always told me ...

For every action, there is a reaction

My childhood ambition ...

To be a nurse

My favorite memory ...

Camping out at our family reunions as a child.

Why I write ...

As a form of therapy for me, and hopefully to touch other's lives with my words.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Nothing right now

My first job ...

Mail clerk for a bank

My best moment ...

The birth of my children, and grandchildren

My inspiration ...

My life experiences, and the people in my life.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My inner struggle

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Sitting here, all alone, in the dark. Consumed by my thoughts, and fears. I can't seem to sleep, knowing what I know. Tears flowing from my eyes as they swell with sorrow. Strange how suddenly six months isn't enough time. Cancer is stealing you away from me, uncharged for it's crime. How do I tell you everything, every thought that I want to say? All the love and turmoil of emotions, now cloud my thoughts with gray. The agonizing pain, plague of sorrow, the uncontrollable anger, and volcanic rage. Everything you've shared with me in my life, now drawing toward it's final page. I am so ver...

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