Amanda D Shelton
Biography of Amanda D Shelton
I was born 3th of July 1981 in Bakersfield California USA. I suffered abuse, illness, and neglect the first nine years of my life and survived. I learned to cope by writing, and helping others who suffered similar situations as I did. I also joined the Goth community back in 1989, I finally felt I belonged. My mother whom helped me to become the person I am today, fought long and hard to become a better person so she could raise me and my brother. My father did his best too, after five years he final found a beautiful woman and married her. I lost my mother on 5th of December 2014 six days before her 58th birthday from cancer. She was my best friend and confidant. I am a strong person even though I have lost a lot of loved ones over just a span of 33 years. I also got brain surgery on 15th of January 2010, called [DBS] Deep Brain Stimulator for a condition I suffer from called Dystonia, it is a rare movement disorder. I am now living on my own with my cat Sassy Nanny Pooh Shelton or you can call her Boo.
Amanda D Shelton's Works:
Amanda D Shelton Poems
No one looks when we say goodbye dying just to survive all the things we set aside all the friends we leave behind
Heart's Shader So Easily
love is rich with both honey and venom. I collected many broken hearts over the years. sat them in my glass jars of broken dreams,
Upon the rising of the sun my dreams poured out upon the lukewarm beams, as I began to stream my light grew and grew.
To My Muse
I dear to set brush fires in people's minds! Revolution is action upon revelation!
A Poet's Disease
I sat with much contentment, for I am happiest when I write. All my might
Mother Nature sighs as she opens her eye's behind the star's in the skies, as she opens her hands she reveals the moon
I am not lost, I have been through many steps, I've survived through thick and thin.
A heartbeat is heared in the breath of night, beats of passion in the depths of the night.
Blooming In Spring
Dark Visions In The Night
Shadow’s dance on these wall’s, my thought’s are like crumbling paper, crunching with every word my mind makes up.
The Shady Rose
You might like it if I was shady like you, I'd become something more than just your shadow. My thorns will no longer be soft and pliable, and my stem will forever be green and youthful. While you burnout, like the flame you are. No longer am I nothing but a rose. My petals have fallen to the cold ground. My perfume has faded away, like every flower does.
The Many Shades Of You
I fade into you, like a pair of worn out shoes. Green, you grow on my soul.
Your Scent Is My Breath Of Fresh Air
Your lips are like scarlet roses, and your breath smells of Apple's. Your skin feels like lace as you rap your trace
The Many Shades Of You
I fade into you,
like a pair of worn out shoes.
Green, you grow on my soul.
Blue, you can cry on my shoulder.
Red, you make me mad.
Yellow, you make me mellow.
Black, oh you'll come back.
Gray, you're like my shadow, you follow me everyday.