When I was young I was bullied and tortured so learning in school was always an order
I dropped out at 15 with no education or learning, everything in my life started burning
at the age of 17 I had my first date but before I knew it I was way too latE
I was raped and abused for things I done wrong, there was no concent and the years were long, 
with constant threats and abuse to boot,  I broke up with him and started a new root,
I moved in with my brother who turned out abusive,  he would bully me and be very intrusive,
after a year in 2017 I got with my boyfriend,I wanted to be clean,
after a year I found out something bad, I found out he was convicted with something I might add, 
back in 2010 he was convicted of a crime, something so vile and disgusting in time,
but when I found this out I said the past is the past, because people can change slow but not fast,
I thought it didn't matter but how wrong was I to see.
2 police raids later my anxiety was High , when I was alone in a corner I would always lay down and cry, 
most of my stuff was taken in a flash it was gone, but my relationship is what made me Strong, 
in April 2020 He broke up with me for a friend, soon I was replaced there was nothing I could do, 
I was soon made homeless with nowhere to go, a friend then helped me I did see a glow,
I did have a crush on him but he wasn't looking so no,
I found a place in May I was happy as anything, tho 4 days later my heart got a sting,
my baby my pride was stolen from me, my motorcycle helped me with my anxiety, 
it was found a week later burnt out found in the woods my heart was devistated  it wasn't very good,
I got a new bike on the 22nd of May I looked to myself and I was here to stay,
I just got a job in July I may add but something went down that is quite sad,
my landlord said he had a problem with my anxiety, but I knew full well he didn't understand me,
he said it was unacceptable he couldn't stand it no more, he kicked me out and told me i had 24 hours to get out of the door, 
on the 24th of July my motorcycle broke down , I had to call help to get to my friends home town 
with 2 weeks at a friend's and a constant amount of struggling , they kicked me out too because they had no understanding,
they didn't understand how my mental health works, what a bunch of jerks, 
they are no longer my friends, I moved back in with my perants to live, I now have a job but nothing to give, 
my anxiety is heavy my anxiety high no reason to cry no reason to lie,
but I can't help with covid being around to feel so alone and strictly bound,
I can't wear a mask due to my severe anxiety , as when I was younger people trapped me,
I suffer alot specially in small spaces, but sometimes it hurts specially around faces,
people who see me out on the street I can't cope on my own I need people to meet,
but I'm so alone with no one around just cuddled to a plushie being sad with a frown,
my computer buzzing away in the background to play,  but instead I'm in bed just feeling upset All day
im writing this poem feeling like a drone, With nowhere to escape trapped in a dome,
just stopping and starting checking what rhymes, Only to be gently hearing small little chimes........