Alice had to fall before she could reach her wonderland 🌈 and so would I🙋

 A wildflower is what Iam ,🥀 For I'am every part is blooming,🥀 And only thorny when handled without care.🥀 Not flowers or scent,one expects me to be ,🥀 A crown of scars is what I wear.🥀 Not jewels or gold one thinks I do,I differ from one's stereotypes still I love myself.🥀 You have to lookout for her,🌹 Because you are never going to meet anyone like her again.🌹 She is wildflower..a rose.with beauty and scars..🌹 If u want her than u have to completely accept her scars .🌹 Every beautiful things have imperfections like rose have thorns and moon have scars...🌛  

 Someone asked~why do u write? I replied~why do I breathe? I write because I've words within me waiting for life.words pleading to be set free.sometimes the words scream to me reminding me not to forget them, especially those that come at night's end. As I fall off to sleep they come themselves into my mind.they are not forgotten when the sun rises🌄 These words explain to me that if I give them life , those who need them,hear them will find them. These words meant to inspire,motivate-to heal-to connect-to provide hope. These words are as much a part of me as my eyes,hands,heart and soul. They are my beautiful utopia..MY STORYand MY LIFE..

He was going to end his life ... And Cried an ocean of deepest blue.. Wishing her to come true.. And one day waves 🌊 washed her ashore.. She was birthed from depths of the ocean's floor. He looked upon her from the lighthouse where he'd prayed she'd arrive. And ran to her realizing she was not mirage but truly alive. He always knew this love is what was birthed long ago by sea. She was mermaid wearing blue in a deep blue sea⛵. At night 🌃 she hangs up her wings and falls into his arms where together they create their own heaven.✨