It’s a reminder for anyone who needs it including myself;There ain’t anything wrong about falling apart, Just take it as a beautiful chance for you; to rebuild yourself all over again and to recreate a new version of you who doesn’t know what it means to give up on the person you’re becoming …

Somewhere along the way I got tired Tired of them Tired of me And tired of everything I have to carry on my shoulders.Maybe it’s all I need right now A place where I know no one And no one knows my name Somewhere so far away from Their old faces,All of their empty souls And dusty places ; Where I can reinvent myself all over again They I’ve always wanted and loved to be ..

Life has changed a lot for me the moment I’ve learnt to embrace; the darkness, the chaos, the mess and all those things I used to curse about myself.Self-love has nothing to do with neglecting your flaws or imperfections but to realize each one and be aware that despite it all you can fall in love with yourself over and over again. Because you simply deserve love…

This world has never failed to disappoint And it has its way to teach me that the best thing you may do is running back to yourself Make a therapy out of your favorite things;Read for your favorite authors,Listen to music,Write love notes to yourself,And enjoy solitude between the walls of your room.The world is so cold outside, so learn to enjoy the warmth of those details you have always had but never learned to appreciate …

I’ll let them talk I’ll let them hate I owe no one an explanation nor an apology As long as they don’t see the world through my eyes or walk a single mile in my shoes,I’ll always be the only one who knows the truth,The only one who really understands.So all of their judgments and opinions will forever be irrelevant , never mattered and never had anything to do with who really I am …

May god embracethe mess in your head, The chaos in your heart And the flames in your eyes.For you were never meant toBe loved in pieces Neither chained Or even understood .You are a piece of art And a piece of art is only meant to be admired, desired, andKept away from anyone or anything that may mess with such kind of Magic…

The battles I’ve conquered,The scars I’ve struggled to hideThe faces of all those have done me wrong,The breakdowns I overcame with grace and pride;They’ve been maps; colorful maps drawnFrom skin to bones.As a gentle reminder of all the roads not taken And all those miles I’ve walked alone. A blissful paths to the woman I always aimed to be;A woman with a peaceful mind and a gentle soul…

You’re never alone When there is a whole sky to hug you tight.You’re never alone When there are hundreds of stars looking upon you each time you try tirelessly to sleep at night .You’re never alone my dear as long as you have a breath to take and a will to fight ….

You should be thankful for the hurtThat cracks your heart;Because somehow it opens your eyes and awakens your mind…