Law

Standing in these corridors,
I take a deep breath
Feeling every thought on my skin…
And I realize you are all here
Surrounding me
I am never alone in these halls
Red spilled and swallowed right back
And spit out of a mouth which
Never knows how to give a proper answer.

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Suddenly

I’m not a normal person anymore

I’m not just a girl

I’m not someone who is waiting

No more

I’m not as dumb as I thought

I’m capable of so much more

And this moment translates this

Bathing my soul in stars

I reclaim the prize

Just go

You’ve been through darkness
You’ve been feeling weak
Doubting if you can do it
Feeling completely alone
Your past isn’t a great one
Your memories have scratches
Sometimes you still bleed
When you touch them and remember

You feel like the light is dimming down
But look at the sun and you’ll find out
Your past may have been a great
Part of what you are but
Everyday the sun dies and again it wakes up
There’s nothing standing in your way
But your own fears
You’ve cried yourself to sleep
But this is not the time to stay still
So make a choice and take a stand
For yourself and your tears
Look at the injustice of it all
And work hard to make it fall

Because no matter how much
You have suffered and felt pain
You can still do it, you still have
The strength to keep walking ahead
Even if you think you’ll only fail
Change your mind to a brand new light
And imagine how much happiness
You’ll feel when you strive
When you reach the sun
Your wings won’t burn

Just go
Even if the fear is paralyzing you
Even if your legs are trembling
Find your center, something to live for
And just go
Never stop.

Still yawning, she made her way to her desk. It was messy, like all the mornings before. Her computer was put aside and there were clothes strewn around everywhere. She was still tired, even though she slept soundly through almost nine hours, and the girl thought about giving up. Just rest. There was no hurry, after all. But she remembered that there were too many things to do and she realized that, if she could do at least one of them, it would be progress. In her vains ran the blood of strong women. So she cleaned her desk and got started.

Persistence

In this rainy afternoon, after a tiring semester, I sit here in this chair and write this words to you, who is still struggling, who is still hurting.
    So many things happened in this period. Besides all the tests and projects to work on, there were so many laughs, stories, days, tears, suffering, frustration, disappointment, sadness, fear, happiness and, most of all, courage. There were so many challenges, but looking at my Facebook feed filled with pictures with me and my friends in it, I can honestly say that yes, even with all the walls in our way, we were brave enough to face them, and get past them with our lives.
     It may seem a little dramatic now that I think of it. But at the time when the struggle is the present, it’s really hard to see the truth: everything passes. All the days, all the worry, all the joy, they go away in the wind someday, be it suddenly or piece by piece.
    So this is my message to the ones still in the finals, or in the middle of their semesters: yes, you will make it out alive. Be brave. Don’t give up. You deserve feeling relaxed and happy by the end of it, the true feeling of seeing all your work come to fruition. To finally be done with it.
    In the middle of the rain, I can see a bird flying. They say that true peace is not clear skies or transparent waters, but in the middle of a storm, a little bird calmly resting in its nest.
    Be brave.