more than just a writer.

see, i’m more than just a writer. i’m a fighter, a survivor, alhamdulilah. i’m more than just words on paper, more than the verses i’ve written to show the remains of my broken heart. my words are written with ink that carefully uncovers the wounds of my past and the pondering hope for the not-so-distant future. my poetry is more than just elements of my artistic manner, they stain the paper so my thoughts can never disappear. see, i’m more than every rhythm or rhyme hidden in every line, more than every “i’ll get through this” or “i’ll be fine”. i’d like to thank my readers for taking the time, when reading about how often my heart just doesn’t feel like mine as if i haven’t deserved the happiness i sometimes find. see, i’m more than the stories i write where my emotions rise, more than whatever feelings my prose highlights. see, i’m more than just writing, i’m learning, growing and rising. more than just patience sitting there waiting, in hope that one day i can stop internally breaking or externally faking. more than just finding the right path, more than finding hope in God, finding myself and breaking the barriers that enclose my heart. see, i’m more than the times i’ve been a mess, more than the days i’ve lost, the days where i’ve bled. i’m more than what happened before or what happens next. see, i’m belief that this chronic pain won’t remain and that by tomorrow maybe my scars won’t hurt anymore and that my feelings won’t be as treacherous as before. i’m so much more than just a writer, i am courage that soon my words will flourish. i am praying that my writing helps those who need it most, i am strength that one day i’ll be whole again, that i’ll eventually find an ending to all this pain. today, i choose to write that the world is mine, that the peace i am longing for is not far behind and that one day, i’ll find the strength to say more than just “i’m fine.” 

       ~maysablogs