Christine Elizabeth

Two words that bellow in my head like a bad dream i've yet to awake from, chasing me like a run away locomotive. Much anger in these (what should be) two beautiful words, leaves me numb to the feeling of real pain. This woman who would love.comfort and protect others yet spits her venom on my life... Fast forward forty nine years, time to awake and step safely into the comforting arms of my own creation... Chrissy Beth... A nightmare no more... Written for a poetry contest about real names