the words the way I felt them.
Thought silence would suffocate the pain, it does not.
I taught myself to come alive.
I wrote and wrote and wrote
until my mouth could form the words
my backbone wouldn’t carry.
I wrote until I found the truth of things,
until I saw the light again.
There is always light somewhere,
beyond the bruises and the names you call yourself.
Sometimes, your worst enemy is in your own skin,
sometimes it shares your face
and claims to love you,
that, that hateful voice is not love,
I promise you.
There will come a day when
your fight is bigger than your fear,
when you nearly claw your way out of your body to prove you exist.
Leave that skin for someone else
and design your own wings.
You are a masterpiece,
magnificent in your glory.
Have you seen her lately?
The girl, the girl with the halo smile
and welcome home hands
she’s the best thing never seen
cause you’re too busy being scared to be great
and I get it.
Sometimes, your body is as cumbersome
as adulthood is.
Sometimes you’re drowning
and wonder if any one even notices.
Read books for answers
and nothing speaks to you.
We are told our complexity is a burden
by people too weak to embrace their own condition.
To be selfless, exist, restless, unhappy,
and never, never expected to verbalize it.
We are told to balance the uncertainty of this world
with grace and stiletto heels and a perfect complexion
and that, that is just not realistic.
So let’s rewrite these unspoken rules,
the ones that shackle us to people we never intended on being.
Newsflash: you’re allowed to fart.
Cellulite, well cellulite is the devil
“get out, you naked girl with cellulite” said no one ever,
so get over it.
High heels are not a requirement.
A flat stomach is not for everyone,
cause chips are delicious.
You are allowed to be as you truly are.
There is space for every person on the spectrum.
We are dynamic.
If nothing else, gorgeously ourselves.
We are women of something greater.
Speak and the universe will react,
align your actions with your intentions
and watch your life become breathtaking as sunset.
I dare you. —Natalie Patterson (via dblack94)