I have so much love inside of me that I often tried to find someone to give it to.
Yet it never crossed my mind that the person who needed my own love was myself.
I always wished that someone would love me the way I loved them.
But who knew that all the love I had inside of me could be given to the person looking back at me in the mirror?

I am a universe of its own.
I am a beautiful soul with energy emitting from my fingertips.
I have an aura that's as beautiful as stargazing in Alaska.
I have soft loveable thighs who rub against each other when I walk because they cannot live without touching each other.
I have a contagious laugh and whenever I whisper "I love you" it sounds like the gods put it together to make the perfect melody.
I have difficult thoughts, often, but I am perfectly imperfect.
My hands have a delicate touch that could make you soul travel through the quantum of space and time.
My energy vibrates through the universe with love and compassion.

I am beautiful in my own ways.

I believe every single person deserves their own love.

Who taught you to hate yourself?
Who said you weren't enough?
Who taught you to talk to yourself in such negative ways?

You are you.
You are beautiful.
You are an endless bundle of energy.

Don't talk negatively to yourself because your soul feels it.
Give yourself some love.
Remind yourself daily that you can do anything that your beautiful heart desires.
Accept your flaws and accept what has happened in the past.

Forgive yourself and forgive those who have hurt you.
I know it hurts and I know it is hard.
But giving yourself some of your own love will be the best thing you could ever do for yourself.

Love every inch of your body from head to toe.
You are enough!

Be happy, love life and most importantly love yourself because there is only one of you in this whole entire world and out of everyone you deserve your own love.

When life gets hard and you want to give up just think about what you have accomplished so far. Think about the good things life could bring out of the bads. Always remember to walk with your head up high and prove to the world you made it. never let the fear of not doing stop you from achieving !!!!! Maturing is the key to life . Teaching yourself how to be strong takes courage, never let anyone tell you that you can't do it. Do what you want go for your dreams never let anyone tell you that you can't be someone greater than what you are now.

His hands are large and strong
I knew this all along
Strong enough to hold me down

Smiles are contagious
His are crooked and malicious
Watching me squirm, crying

My daddy is not safe
I know now because he was taken away
But I thought this form of love was ordinary

I didn't mean to get him in trouble
But I was afraid when his hand was my muzzle
Now everyone looks at me like I'm made of glass

My mom says I can't talk to him
But I just don't get it
He said he wouldn't hurt me

My daddy wears orange
Mom answers his phone call with a look of warning
His clothes are in boxes down in the basement

There's a stack of papers on the counter
That mom's been staring at for the past hour
I think I need to help her with her homework

We make the bed with stains across the mattress
I don't think I can keep up with this practice
I pretend I don't see the guilt in mom's eyes

My mom and I sleep next to each other at night
Because we're both afraid he'll appear in the morning light
Looming over us with his hungry eyes

Nothing in my life ever lasts
but I need you to
because I didn't even know
what home felt like
until you fell asleep in my arms.
I can see entire galaxies
inside of your eyes
and they're swallowing me whole
but I won't fight it
because you make me feel
like an astronaut.
I want to get lost
in the constellations
that you are made up of.

It was a room crowded by people.
They talked in groups with so much eager.
But beneath the laughter and joyous sight
was a girl who saw not the light.
And there she was, standing
in the corner, just pretending
that she was happy to be around,
when, really, she was screaming with no sound.

Everyone was so happy,
but all she wanted was to flee.
None of those people cared of her!
Why should she stay and drown in fear?
None of them even noticed her there!
Like she was just another gust of air.

When there was yet another party,
who got uninvited? None but she!
When there was a share of cake,
She was lucky she could have a take.
Then  why? Why did she stick around?
It hit her. Because for another year is she bound.

i hope next year
people will get better
this year's been torture
as i suffered through
sins and thoughts of misfortune
not just for me,
many people have come and go
people i always forgot
were getting older and couldn't hold on anymore
the news this year was depressing
each day I turned it on
another shooting, another one held hostage
another fight
the list goes on and on
it seems like people just can't have it any other way
so I'm praying next year
we can all take a breath
sit back and relax
as we smile at the simple things
and I pray that God will shed light
on the problems at hand
so we can become better
instead of blindly going through life
amen.

I will not be my parents.


For every negative comment they exchange,
I will have something positive to say.
For every door that slams,
I will hold one open.

I will not let myself bring unhappiness to the table, then wonder why supper is so bitter.