[Write a poem or short story using your name in some way or form.]
FaebyenTheFairy, huh? I’ll try my hand at another poem.
…
A great savior in my time of need
Was how I got the name I use
That person quickly helped and freed
Me from what I suffered: abuse.
It was not only the physical kind
That was almost tolerable enough
The bad stuff altered my mind
I’m glad they were there to snuff, it.
But it wasn’t without repercussions
Just remembering it makes me feel guilty
Even though we had a lot of discussions
The regret is almost enough to kill me.
Though, I refuse to let myself die
Because then what she did would be in vain
Instead, I don’t dare try to deny
Life is painful and won’t always result in gain.
In that way I found I can continue to live on
Despite the fact that I still suffer much pain
I remember her kindly, like she were my mom
I even based my online alias after her name.
