I always have these ugly thoughts some I even fought so they would not reach the surface of my light, I grew as a person and finally stretched my wings to fly, but I'm thinking my heart feel like a broken car (used, and passed down), it hurts to express these feeling that only bring negativity into my life , I forbid myself to see those sides again  I wasn't made to be thrown in someone arms and shine bright like a candles pure light . I've held myself from being torn apart, I'm a seed in the soil waiting to sprout and feel the rays of the sun just so I can bloom and be what I've always wanted to be, the power that courses within is sheltering me from the world. what is the definition of shelter? if everything that gets thrown at me pierces my skin and leave me marks I always have to remember. I said farewell to the scars as I simply laid in a supine position and took in everything that was great at the moment and slowly drifted away from all this hurt and became nothing but blank.