The Lost Soul, Fighter, Mother Poem by Kistin Cordova

Losing sight of the way my past had me once upon a time.
Spent time away for a possession crime.
In a cell I found out the demons had me bounded.
Reality as it was and just how it sounded.
Never seen darkness darker than how my soul use to be.
Now my colors are so radiant they bounce off me.
A mother who learn to love her kids from a distance due to my past mistakes.
So many years till this day my heart still aches.
Came far from being the mistake in my own life.
Fought my way out of cutting my wrists with knives.
Depression at a young age God knew I. needed his help.
I couldn't even yelp.
I search to find my true self within from a lost soul that fought with depression and it became a mother who became a Survivor at the end.