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Jasmine Washington

Updated: Sat, 10 Mar 2018 04:46 pm

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Hello, I'm Jazz. Ever since i was younger I've always enjoyed writing. It came to me like second nature. I excelled in english class writing assignments, I wrote something about my situation about domestic violence and how its not to late. Changing Faces Within, INC.© Located in GA. The executive director used that same piece to be read during her fashion show. I hope to get a lot of feedback from my fellow writers and poets.... Im working on the manuscript of my book.. It will relay a very POWERFUL TESTIMONY about turning points in my life that i used for my good...


Teetering between the thin line... I was living two lives separated by The Thin Line between truth and lies living behind Pain and fickle disguise... I isolated myself because i was too ashamed to be seen by my loved ones..Hell i didn't even want to see myself... Day by day I silently sat in darkness struggling to quiet the soft cries of my soul for help, and trying to force my mind to regain focus... The very moment I became drained and exhausted, the devil came knocking she already knew what I long for no more wishing and hoping... She told me with a grin that was so familiar to me to follow her... without hesitation I gave in and let my guard down because this was a person from the past whom i considered a friend.  With a snap of her finger a substance appeared she said, "Dig in." and it gave me what i longed for instant gratification. From that point forward i found myself chasing a dream with no help so i had to adapt to the environment by changing myself. Teetering between that thin line between truth and lies.... It got to a point  when that false sense of security was no no longer effective due to the tensity of chaos and lies. The blindfold was ripped from my eyes and I quickly start to reject it ... It was nothing but GOD Himself who saved me from playing russian roulette, teetering between that thin line with resentment and regret... God provided a way of escape. And i took it with my mustard seed of faith.. And walked away from who i was and walked into the woman God preordained me to be. GROW THROUGH THE STRUGGLE

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