In the darkest times of my life, I’ve always took the path of writing, Of dwelling into the pool of words, Of allocating the chunks of my mind into various scenarios, Not in the way it actually happened, But in the way I assumed/wished it to ensue, In a hope to create a relatable piece of write-up, Which would be there forever, Even when I wouldn’t like to recall the occurrence of those events, Even when my mind would be far away and had moved on, It would be there, evidently alive, reminding me on my each step not to repeat the mistakes I once repented, Like Shakespeare quoted in his eternally beautiful sonnet ‘Not Marble Nor The Gilded Monuments’ “Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time” I’ve always did the right thing, To return in the arms of penmanship, In a hope to be rescued, And never in my life I have been disappointed, I’ve always been in love with residing in the world of my thoughts, And the greatest fact that I’ve always been loved back, That I’ve always found a way to present my thoughts in this gigantic universe of words, It still holds a force that leads me in darkest times of my life to the path of writing and to dwell in the pool of words.
Clem: umm ..Mom! Jenny: what’s up hon? Clem: Today on my way to school I caught one lady saying to her daughter ‘you shouldn’t wear slutty dresses like these. Update your wardrobe tina unless you wanna get harassed ’ and all I understood was her daughter’s name is tina. What did she mean mom? Jenny: She was possessive about her daughter sweetie, boys misbehave sometimes. Clem: I still don’t understand mama, boys are the one who misbehave but why was that lady scolding her daughter? Jenny: ..babe I wish I could answer you truthfully because I’ve been taught my whole life that we should dress in ‘manner!’
I understand you are going through a rough time. I know it’s hard for you to trust people now, to let them become a important part of your life because you’re afraid they will leave as everyone else did. But the worst thing you can do in this is to underestimate yourself, to stop loving yourself considering no one else was capable of it, to stop valuing yourself because someone said you don’t deserve it, to stop giving chances to decent people, to stop believing in love just because you gave it to wrong person, to stop caring because you think it makes you weak! Babe just because that particular person didn’t treat you right that doesn’t mean you are bound to treat yourself wrong. Just because that filthy human being wasn’t deserving of your love that doesn’t mean no other person is. Throw these things out of your mind. Grow from your wounds darling!