Another Me

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

A blast to the past will send shivers down your spine when recollecting the moments of life, where you've found beauty in the chaos occurring around you.

The night marking the death of an old me, and sparking the beginning of beautiful chaos which resides inside of me. A visit from my Mother of many millenniums laying hands on a part of me that seemed lifeless. Her words poured out life into my body one more time, as to say I've been blessed with one more chance to do it all better.

She said to me, "though, you cannot change the past. You have the opportunity to use this moment of love to be a blessing onto others, rather than seeking to reap others of their blessings." "The woman who is a reflection of your own beauty will be the second priority in your life, as you are to be your first." 

Taking a few steps back out of a portal of confusion, which lured me in with sweet tones of what I love about myself. I was able to see that I was ok only chase a dream that would only come true if the other had been truthful from the start. The lies I told to myself about being more open would bring such a beautiful thing closer to becoming reality.

Falling, tripping, then crawling to a peaceful space in my heart and mind, where I can finally find me again. That's it ! I need to find me again. I need to get back home. The first time out of my shell in a very long time, yet I have to realize that there will always be a time and place for everything to take place.

However, in this case apparently i hoped and reached too soon for something that was just a mirage. In this case what I wanted, didn't want me. I was looking in all the wrong places, instead of looking in my own heart as I have before where the most beautiful blessings reside. I love me, and I will forever love who I am. I can't blame anyone for what took place as it was always me in the end. I am the author of every moment.


Submitted: June 15, 2021

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