Overwhelmed as I see light reflect on the Sea.
Take it in. Breath it in. Bask in all its glory.
Falling so gracefully. Falling, falling, falling.
The breath of nature washes over me, gently.
To be overcome with the emotion of Mother Earth and to feel strongly at peace.
The Moon? She smiles at me.
Under her presence I am illuminated.
I breathe. A tear drops.
I am made of Wind and Sea.
Because I’m present in this very moment. I’m taking everything in and I’m Ok. I see myself, I know who I am. I am me. I am whole. I am here. I am present.
Do you ever think about what is to come? Where the fuck will you be? Will you even be here? What if you die before then? Will you make it that far? You don’t fuckin know. Ya know, I have high hopes for myself. So many dreams and hopes. So many. Too many to fuckin count. What if you knew, what if you knew how the fuck I really am? Would you judge me, would you give a fuck? You don’t fuckin know. I don’t fuckin know. Who the fuck knows? Shut the fuck up bitch, because you don’t fuckin know.
It’s official, I’m 21. I’ve been on this earth 21 years and I’m feeling every emotion right now. I’m even getting teary-eyed writing this post. More than anything, it feels good to be alive. I made it to see 21 when many children and teenagers don’t. I’m very proud of how far I’ve come and no one can take that away from me. I’ve accomplished so much in so little time. Best believe I will continue to prosper and accomplish more than I could ever imagine.
I spoke with my papa earlier today – he told me my grandma would be proud. I’m sure she would.
– BRI. V. M.
You are here. In this very moment, you are alive. After all that you have been through this year, you are here. How does it feel? …Bittersweet? But it’s out with the old and in with the new. And this is to 2017. A year in which you will live your life like its golden. A year in which you will fall madly in love with yourself. A year in which you will samba to the beat of your own drum. A year in which you will laugh a little more and enjoy the little things. A year in which you will spread peace and happiness to those around you. A year in which you will believe in yourself a little bit more. A year in which you will kick ass. A year in which everything is possible. This is to your hopes, your dreams, and the endless possibilities. This is to 2017.
I hate this feeling. Feeling helpless, feeling stuck. It keeps building until I explode. And when I explode, I explode with a vengeance. Hateful words spew from my mouth. Hot tears roll down my cheeks. The back of my hand bruises from the rage I unleash. And then everything becomes silent…
I myself am sacred. I am my own best friend before anyone is mine.
You yourself are sacred. You are your own best friend before anyone is yours.