Me..

I'm not popular.
I'm not skinny.
I'm not the best welder.
My hair isn't perfect.
My skin isn't beautiful.


I'm not what you would call normal...
Some may say that I have issues, but really, I am just struggling.
The things I have seen.. The places I have been.

It all started when I was 13.. I met someone that I thought was everything. Turns out, he was just a fake. I thought that he was my world. He took me places that I had never been; gave me an escape from the loneliness of my world. It was all fine and dandy until he took me to the place that to this day makes me shiver. A backroad in my little, quiet hometown. No, it wasn't technically rape, but it was close enough..

That was what destroyed my family, and me. I tried and tried to be happy. To pretend I was ok and that nothing happened, but in reality, it took everything away from me. After the age of 13, I was never really a kid again. I was just a girl that you passed in the hallways or saw walking down the street. I wasn't ordinary. I was different. Even when I smiled, you could see I was broken deep down.

Abyss

Some say that the night is frightening.. That in the dark is something evil..




It's not that there's anything evil; It's that as humans we fear what we cannot see.. My question is, why is it that as humans, we close our eyes when we're dreaming, when we're kissing, and when we're praying, but yet we are afraid of what lurks in the dark. That the simple question that burns in our minds is what it is that we don't see..




I embrace the darkness. The things in the dark can open your eyes; can open you to a new view of the light. Take the human soul for instance, you go through things that some may find unfathomable. The things that you go through that are rough take you to dark times, so that when you heal, you can fully enjoy the better things that are ahead.