I Am Laura
There is a fine line between death and life.
A serious reaction into our subconscious that reveals
our inner most demons. I have felt the pain of loss.
Everyone has felt the pain of loss. It reminds us of
yesterday’s memories and today’s sorrow. Even
though there are many reasons to stay remorseful,
I have felt the healing of tomorrow’s brightness. It
is full of yellow and pink and I am full of soft memoirs
beyond understanding. I realize many of my verses
are full of misery and grief, but truth be told sometimes
they are just words on how I may feel that particular
day. Honestly, my goodness stems from the Lord’s
healing and mercy. No doubt I would not be here if not
for His unconditional love and support. I am grateful
and even though I have faced anguish these last ten
years I have become a woman of gladness. I am slowly
breaking free from the chains that constrict me. I have
felt the crushing of hell on my chest many times but
through everything I have learned to grow with gratitude.
All my mistakes have caused a chain reaction that
mobilizes me to grow in faith and forgiveness of myself.
I am not perfect. No one is perfect. In fact, there is no
such thing as perfect. There is no such thing as normal.
My despondency has filled my soul with pure white light
that shines into my everyday fulfillment. Believe it or not,
life is good to me. Life reminds me of absolute freedom.
I am free. We can all be free if we fight. Fighting is difficult
and so is life, but life is short and we are strong. I am
strong. I have driven through black tunnels that have
brought me to a place of tranquility. I may write words
of sadness and regret but overall I am proud of where
I am now in my life. Who I am has been portrayed
through my words and I am a versifier of emotions.
A poetess that struggles yet expresses sentiments for
growth and affection for myself. I love myself. It took
me many years to admit it. No matter the season or
reason I am who I am for good and for bad. Sure, I
have character defects, as we all do. I have chosen to
use my defects as a mirror shining into my virtuous
essence. I am loved beyond words. I am surrounded
with immaculate adoration from my family. I have
been blessed within these last thirty-six years of life.
I am old enough to know better, yet young enough to
still have the time to peacefully grow and watch my
little girl grow up and have a family of her own. For
she is my light and my husband is my salvation. I have
more passion in my life than ever before and I could
not be more grateful...
I am happy.
I am content.
I am faithful.
I am gifted.
I am needed.
I am cherished.
I am compassionate.
I am respected.
I am loved.
-I am Laura...
Date Written: June 27, 2016
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2016
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