Dusty Stovall TPM Tha Poetic Medic
Houston
@TPM211
I was born with poetry flowing through my veins. I became trapped, in a dark world of complete self-destruction, though still writing, poetry wasn't the only thing flowing through my veins. A mixture of torment, pain, prison, blood, tears, darkness, depression, drugs & even death became mixed in with the poetry. I was"addicted to the poison that keeps missery moving." (d.s.). Through every adversity, every type of emotion, pain, sadness....I've always ran to the same thing, a pen & paper. It's a...
