Battered and Broken

Wondering if she would even recognize the person that would stare back at her along the waves edge, she up and ran to see for herself. Burying the person she once was, was an easy task, at first. She let herself become what society made her to be. She smiled less, ate less, and even slept less all to become the best that she could be. She hid her simplistic ways to accomplish a fast paced, cut-throat lifestyle, that she thought she had wanted. Now, cruising down the desolate interstate, she shook her head at her shallow choices in life. As she made it to where the ocean met the land, she cracked a crooked smile at the way the sand pushed out from the sides of her pasty feet. When she reached the waters edge, she became hesitant toh look at her reflection. When the seal on her eyes finally cracked, she saw a woman of small yet strong stature, staring back at her. This young woman she saw before her resembled someone who had been chewed up and spat out by life's cruel antics. She could see a woman of whole proportion and yet she felt as if only half of herself were truly there. Anger and disappointment caused a single tear to we'll up and spill of the ri, of her eye. As she wiped the salty tear away, the  she vowed she would become the person she was meant to be in this world, without the influence of anyone or anything.

My Home

I'll never know what it is about this place. This is the only place I feel alive, the only place I feel at home. The place that I feel closest to God. This is a beautiful place that can enrage you with all of its fury and then quickly encase you in its beauty. Most people won't understand my desire to be here, where the ocean meets the shore, I honestly don't understand myself. The only thing I know is when I'm not here, every fiber of my being wants to be here. And when I am here I'm dreading not being here. This is the place where the storm in my soul is calmed and the hurricane that reeks havoc on my life is thrown to the wind. I have given myself to the ocean, and it in return has given life a whole new meaning.

Running with the Sun

Her bronzed toes dug deeper and deeper into the white sand. She exhaled stress, highlighted with worry, into the salty air. The breeze carried her trials and tribulations and threw them to the sky. She reminisced on this past year, making her thankful for the person she left behind in her hometown. She came to the islands to find the person she had lost along the grueling adventure through college. Highschool was a rushed, worried time that pushed her to be the best that society wanted to make her. When she graduated high school hopes of becoming a doctor were held dear to her heart. Then the real problem came, college. She spent hours, days, weeks, and years trying to become all that she could be in the medical field. She worried so much about who she was going to become, that she forgot who she really was. She forgot the simple fact of taking time for herself, she forgot about enjoying the simple things in life. She pushed herself to a new breaking point each and everyday to get MD after her name. Most people would call it dedication, she now called it insanity. Living a fast paced, pushed to your limit, go until you break lifestyle was something she lied herself into enjoying, but deep down a piece of her broke. Now she lays in the sunlight, letting it warm her skin, trying to pick up the pieces she chiseled away and put herself back to someone she would finally recognize in the mirror. The sun had began to rise high in the blue sky, causing hues of crimsons, peaches, and magentas to swirl together with the clouds. She turned her head from side to side only to see the island come to life with each ray of sun. In that moment she knew she has made the right decision to up and run with the sun.