Crowd Poem by Tara W. Johnson

Look to the crowd

Today I stand proud, and scream it proud. That I was drug through the mud, but I'm now cleansed through the power of the blood. (Of Jesus)

Many things have tried to take me, my best friend turned into my enemy. Someone Else's many Addictions, emotional, physical mental and manipulation violence, their self hatred amongst other demons tried to drown me like a flood.

I stood tall through it all, took that downfall and laugh because it wasn't worth it after the ball!

But now my future lies free endless, and limitless with possibility. And my past struggles burn like a fire within me, constantly motivating, and inspiring me.
Without that lesson I can now talk and be me without attack of truth