Happily Be

Poem from YOUR L!FE: Young Voices from The Write of Your Life™, Anthology (to be released Winter 2014) by The Write of Your Life™ Student

As she walks through the door after school,
there were things that were secret, only she knew.
She knew objects would be thrown.
She knew the names would be called.
She knew pain would greet her.
She knew inside would explode, flooding with pain.
She knew hate in her veins would begin to thrust.
She knew her scream would be heard by none.
She knew nobody that would attempt to make it stop.
None of this was new.
She had gone through a lot, even some growth.
She will not let her school be affected.
She will not let the pain define her.
Without friends, she is left with her brilliance,
and her mask of childish laughter and her joy
that conceals a life of horror that is true.
But she is not alone.
There is one thing she has―her books.
What she loves is to read about happy things,
about magical places that are faraway, peaceful and safe.
When she reads, she can feel that sort of happiness
she likes to wear on her mask for all to see.
The great happiness that she swears and dares
to someday be with her book in hand, always free.

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Learn

Excerpt from YOUR L!FE: Young Voices from The Write of Your Life™, Anthology (to be released Winter 2014)

Learn to appreciate the life around you,
Learn to never question your capabilities.
Learn to get back up if you can, while you struggle,
or without a doubt after it.
Learn to have fun despite the reasons you feel you shouldn’t.
Learn to be yourself and live proud of it.
Learn to be forgiving and understanding,
But most of all, learn who you want to be.
Learn how much your father loves you,
and how much your mother loved you, too.
Even if you feel your mother has abandoned you.
Learn to appreciate you got to meet her.
Learn to love yourself,
and learn to appreciate even what you cannot see.

Growing Past Our Pain

Letter from YOUR L!FE: Young Voices from The Write of Your Life™, Anthology (to be released Winter 2014)

It makes me very sad to know that you’re unhappy.  I know growing up the way we did wasn’t easy, especially for you being the oldest.  You had a lot more responsibilities and pressures put on by mom and dad; And that made you stressed.  I wish you could help me understand why you would intentionally hurt yourself the way you do. I can’t imagine why someone would cut themselves as a way to relieve pressure. I look at your forearms and many horizontal scars that are white and faded. I honestly couldn’t imagine feeling so stressed that I have to inflict pain on myself. Having enough strength to cut my skin with a razor blade and then feeling better. We both grew up in the same conditions, so I sometimes can’t understand why you would do such a thing.  I guess we have different ways of dealing with our emotions. I hope someday you will stop cutting yourself, and realize there are other ways to deal with stress and pressure that you feel. I hope you take yourself out of the environment you are in, and find better people to surround yourself with. Cutting is a serious mental health problem, and if you don’t get help you might accidentally do something you can’t take back. I know we don’t have the best relationship but I hope you take this letter into consideration. So someday we can have the relationship that we always wanted.

I Want to Tie a Balloon to My Insecurities

Excerpt from YOUR L!FE: Young Voices from The Write of Your Life™, Anthology (to be released Winter 2014)

I want to tie a balloon to my insecurities.
I want to officially let them free, to rise and lift away.
And as they rise, I will be different.
I will be able to speak my mind on whatever it is I want.
To let go of my insecurities.
I will be able to truly be myself.
And not have a care in the world.
If my hair’s a mess or my outfit just isn’t the best.
Because it simply shouldn’t matter.
Something I must remember is, those who mind, don’t matter.
And those who matter don’t mind.

The Woman Bottled Up in Me

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The Woman Bottled Up in Me

Poem from YOUR L!FE: Young Voices from The Write of Your Life™, Anthology (to be released Winter 2014) by The Write of Your Life™ Student

She is confident.
She isn’t afraid to stand tall and take eyes away from her feet.
She isn’t afraid of falling, so she doesn’t.
She’s like a flower blooming so strong and beautiful.
But she’s so deep down and out of reach I fear I won’t find her.
My desire to be this person is so great.
But my habit of wondering what everyone is thinking of me is in my way.
If I let that go then maybe I can stand tall too.