This is a poem by my friend Cami, but this is not about her life.


Ready


We thought we were ready

We were going to be a family

Me, him, and baby Crystal.

It started off good, we were happy

But then he got tired of us

He kicked us out to live on the streets.

We wandered the city with nowhere to go.

Months passed; we were starving

Then one morning Crystal would not wake up

I cried and cried

I went to the river and jumped in because I could not swim.