Lost At Sea

The nights were cold and dark. The blackness seemingly stretching on for eternity.

Who am I?! I screamed into the void. I am lost. Unsure of how to make my way back. There are too many voices swirling in my head, constantly reminding me not to put my foot in it. If I could only silence them, maybe I could figure out how to get home.

Back to that innocence that once made me feel like I could fly.

Lost at sea. Doubt and fear cascade as I begin to sort through what is mine and what is theirs.

Who was I before the burden of being pleasing was put on me?

I was the girl who danced and sang with joy, the girl who felt music in her bones and the lyrics in her soul from a young age, the girl who thought money grew on trees and expected the universe to provide for every need, the girl who laughed with her whole belly, who was off in her imagination and forever exploring this beautiful world with friends. The girl who values deep, meaningful connections and wanted people to know that no matter what horrors they may face- they are not alone and they are loved. The girl who always knew that true beauty came from being a kind and loving person on the inside. The girl who didn't understand the hatred and division in the world around her and longed to be part of the solution.

That is who I've always been sailing home to.

That is who I am.