becoming.

by Renaada Williams

do you know what it feels like to constantly get pushed out while being asked to stay?

the problem wasn't me belonging to you it was that you never belonged to me.

you are the prettiest bouquet of dying flowers i have ever seen.

i like a fool stayed waiting for the day you would do something different

i loved myself first and even then they didn't love me back

don't stay feeling sorry for me i've been in so many pieces enough times to know how to put myself together again.

you missing me more than you have ever loved me. - irony

go ahead talk about me in the worst way imaginable. just try to forgive yourself afterwards.

its pretty impossible to forgive someone who expects to be forgiven again.

when you left i didn't cry because i was broken i cried because i survived

belive me i will go on living as i was before we met

i will not allow this to make me feel as though i cant

when it was over i came up gasping for air as if i've forgotten how to breathe

attracting people that need me but don't know how to treat me simply because i haven't stayed consistent and faithful to myself long enough to be found by someone that does.

learn to hold people accountable for how they make you feel.

being broken is a matter of opinion

it isn't about wanting to stay hurt its always about trying to figure out how not to be.

i felt like i died at least a million times before

i do the best i can helping everyone i know become better while they stand around and watch me become worse

i know what hands clenched to chest from crying all night feels like

theres people out here that still think we are disposable

i just want to live in a world that i’m not afraid to be alive in.

I just want to live in a world that I’m not afraid to even live in

you are not this strong to be weak for someone else.

being strong is beautiful but so is vulnerability.

love is not meant to be this exhausting.

you have to stop customizing yourself to fit someone who doesn't even deserve you.

stop saying i'm fine when you're not its okay to say nothing when n o t h i n g is how you feel.

never forget to pick up the pieces no matter how old or useless they may seem they will still create a masterpiece. - to all the broken hearts