Yes I Can...

It is hard to give away something you no longer control. It is hard to have faith in times of doubt. it is hard to find love through so much hate. It is hard to be strong when you suffer through so much pain. It is hard to think about the future when you cannot let go of your past. Sometimes I wish I were still in kindergarten. My biggest fear was forgetting something cool on show-and-tell day. The most challenging thing I had to learn was how to read. Life was so easy!! Now I am a junior in high school. Liking ten boys was okay in kindergarten--now looking at another person's "love interest" can easily gain you a black eye and another enemy to add to your hate list. On the playground, a kiss meant you had another boyfriend to chase you around. In high school a kiss is like a drug. One kiss can leave you desiring more. The drug gets into your bloodstream and keeps you going for days at a time. Eventually the effects wear off but the knowledge lingers in the air reminding you about it's supplier. Drugs run out. Suppliers run away. they realize the impression they made on you and regret what they have done. Drug-addicts find the suppliers and beg for just one more. It will be the last one. I swear! How can you get by without something you have had for so long? Please, this is the last time! I will go to rehab! I promise not to turn you in. Please just put the gun away! It will not be needed. I can control myself! I will find faith and love! I will be strong! I see my future... Yes, I can move on!!


This is a freewrite I had to do for my AP class. I wanted to share it with you guys. It kinda goes hand-in-hand with my last blog. Some of you may not get the metaphors I used. It is pretty complicated. Let me know what you think...
Britany <3