Damned from jump…
But rescued within the same moment
You left me before I was even created
You abandoned all hope
Before my heart even started
Another woman’s garbage
Is another woman’s treasure.

Look me in my eye now
Look at the monster in which
The fabric of your being created
Smirk on my face… I’m…
Your worst nightmare
And look at you… ahead of the game…
You have more than one bastared.

I’m not cursing you
Nor do I have pitty
I can’t even determine
if these feelings
Are even
Real.

But I do feel something.
Love for the unknown
Love for the other bastared
you so willingly abandoned.

and yet I only forgive you
because here I stand
your nothing more than
a breeder.

dealing with feelings that i’ve buried so deep that i don’t even know if their legitimate. I sound surprisingly angry… hum. I just have to let it out in some form or another… at work… no room for artistic expression at the moment.

(Family: please don’t) please

Well, I know it’s day 8… but I WAS SICK THIS WEEKEND. Trust… i lost 5lbs.

But regardless of the day… I feel like a million bucks. LOVE THY SELF. I got my health back, my brain is ready to get to work, and my heart is more than ready.

i feel alive… i can breathe… and at the moment… i love thy self… and let me explain very briefly before i finish editing the photos that will be within the post… I’m not cocky. Trust… But I’m finding my self… and I love what I’m finding… Me.

…if you ever had a low self esteem… were scared of being in your own skin… STOP. Have confidence in all of you. The wacky… the uncontrollable.. the greatness… the everything about you!

love,
olisa rachele
soooVERYbeautifullyODD