1AyeDee

I was an exceptional poet with a heart of gold until I got hooked on synthetic marijuana. It begin as an aid to perfect my gift. And then it consumed my mind and took my gift far away. I started resenting my loved ones and the people who supported me. For years I couldn't form a poem nor finish one line. My literature didn't have any meaning or any soul. It took me getting over my addiction and spending some time to find myself again to start back pushing ink