I Am A Wounded Girl

I am a wounded girl.

I thought I would always be happy through life.

I never thought love could hurt so much.

I never knew I could be so wrong.

Falling in love could not prepare me for the end.

I was not prepared for the anxiety, the deppression, 

and worst of all the massive hole.

My heart was a shriveled salamander with no water.

My soul ripped out with a force more powerful than an F5 tornado,

more powerful than a bolt of lightening hitting twenty times.

My organs are an alien living inside me, 

eating slowley from the inside out.

But through all the pain......peace.

I know......

And now I'm stronger.

I am who I am today because of people who support me,

love me, cherish me, and won't ever leave me.

I am who I am today because my family taught me to be strong, 

to stand up for my beliefs, and most importantly, 

to have the strongest faith in God.

I have made my mistakes and can make up for them,

but now I just know that I can't dwell on the past.

Not the horrible part

because that will never matter again.

I am strong, brave, good.

I am who I am.

I know that I can make a difference.

I know that if I choose I can make myself better.

I know that my past has made me humble, kind, and strong.

I am not who I thought I was going to be. 

The me of the past would be a little disapointed.

I have done things that I never thought I would do

I have impacted people in both positive and negative ways...

and I can live with that.

I am happy with who I am, 

and I would never change anything.