Graduate

Some people say it's the beginning of the rest of your life, or a new chapter in your book.
The fact is, the door has closed, the time has passed and can never be retrieved. Forget about the times you were forced to sound sufficiently articulate or the times you were forced to do equations with eyes shut tightly.

The truth is I'm afraid. I loved where I was, so safe and unchanging. The gritty sanctuary full of comfort and the idea of knowing exactly where I stood.
The feeling of being pushed on is so hard. It's like I've given all that I could give. I was needed, everyone depended on me, I triumphed and I led. But my turn is dead, it's over, and has reached its end.
I suppose it's time to start my new chapter, but I am realizing I needed them more. I continued to tell my self how much they needed me, but I failed to see how much I depended on them.

Yes, I am more than afraid, but I think I'm ready. Maybe it'll be full circle or I might end somewhere I never imagined. This intoxicating rush of contemplations are drowning through my worried thoughts. Giving my wonders to God is finally beginning to ease my mind. I understand the importance of moving on and letting someone else find their great potential the way I found mine.
My embedded footprints were long lasting but now the steps of another must walk over them and leave their own mark.
Indeed it's time to move on and take my knowledge, my experiences, and the love I've gained and put it to use somewhere else in my path.

Hail Point Loma High. I love you SDFC

Ocean.

Beauty in its mystery
unbelievably united but out of sync
they whisper the truth and roar the lies
I wish to merely lose myself in the tides

My tears, they're washed away
I swallow my pride and I am encouraged to stay
Can I be swept by the waves
So purely take my life in this daze

My shallow eyes cannot mend
Laying helpless on the bend
In the path I'm on
I used to be so strong


This hurt and pain
I give it to my father not in vain.
I pray to be rescued and nourished
By his love and power, I'm relinquished.

Despite the fight
I'm back into his light
The ocean questions my faith and points out my fears
I do not turn back for my God is here.

This conceit just flowed out of me, I wasn't sure how much it ment to me until I was done writing it. My battle with the ocean (world) and how it feels like it'll just take over me leaves me with such disparity. I keep trying to fight it alone rather than giving it to God and completely let him control my life. It's so hard to conquer but once I just give everything to the lord everything else seems so insignificant. My God continues to save me and hold me through my struggles, it's incredible.

Beginning

Hey, I'm super excited to start publishing my poetry and free writes! I'm gonna get used to the site a little bit first :)

But for now:

I walk by faith and not by sight
I know my God will lead me through the night
I lie awake at night and pray
That my savior leads me back while I stray.