Sara M

FAITH IS MY WEAPON FIGHT... The battle might seem too big for you to handle. You might as well just give up now because fighting and giving up falls in the same line just that one takes your life and the other takes your dignity. The mental battles in our head is still a war though it's not physical. They are many a times when I felt like its either I shut the world up or I pretend it doesn't exist, both being a very good way to handle things. But then you know that thing called HOPE. What every single person seem to always tell you to have. Yea, that faith. It always comes barging in like it owns me and that act of possession has been my standing force. Having faith is like giving up control and letting God determine the outcome. Just like driving a car and you let go of the wheels, you cant see who took over but you know someone did and guess what no matter how little that faith is it still works. I am someone who cant go a day without ...

Dear YOU,   The year has ended and I have tried to do what I can to fulfill purpose and not just please man. God has been faithful he has gone beyond human limits to please me and make me a wonder to my world. I don't know how to thank Him enough because let's be honest my thanks would never be enough but I say Thank Him, Anyways. I got to see the end of the year but alot of people didnt get the privilege to do so. I battled with depression and won over it because God got my back, front, left and right. I was joyful beyond man's understanding because God gave me joy abundant. I saw alot of people mourn, weep and sorrow because of the year. Alot of people said this year was the worst year ever and some said it was the best so far. But all I can say is no matter the issue or the circumstances this year has been better than those before it. God can never give you a better yesterday but he is always ready to give you a greater today. I don't know what you ar...

BATTLING WITH MY IDENTITY. It's not a rap battle it's a Plainfield. Everyone's fact has the right to fly. It mustn't be high but it must be heard. The general public has shut us up, made our voices unheard because we don't fit to be seen or to be heard. To them perfection is not a lie but the process is filled with so much bull. The stereotyping has gotten to the limit. Well that's what I thought until I heard 'A woman's place is in the kitchen'. I get it some people act someway and dress someway. It's fine but still, it doesn't give you the right to stereotype us because of the way we dress or the way we act. Well somebody did coin the saying 'The way you dress is the way you are going to be addressed'. But let's be honest the way I dress doesn't reflect my heart I can be a witch inside a sheep clothing but our narrow mind will call me perfect because of the way I dress. Then you hear everyone...

THE SYSTEM WE RELY ON THAT'S NOT WHAT IT SEEMS.  Have been going round round in my thoughts, thinking about the fear we face and why we hide from that fear instead of face it head high. I look at people who speak up and I'm so proud because to be honest, if I were in their shoes I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to. I hate when people ride off things they don't understand instead of try to understand it to put up a solution. I was privileged to see some documented footage on the ongoing investigation concerning this sex for grade issues. And they all just bring tears to my eyes. Have never been a victim for some reason best known to me and God but I know those who have. I see how scared they are to go to the offices of lecturers because they don't want to be molested physically or verbally. I always thought it was just the men who attempts this unruly behaviour but it was brought to my notice that women also do partake of this sinful act. No...

IT'S OKAY, HE GOT IT. Sometimes I feel alone  The pressure pulling hard I feel like giving up  But the shame that comes with quitting stops my hand  I thought the burden will go with time  I fought like my life depends on it I pulled the rope from under the bed  And tied it tight around the neck  But the thought that the world will laugh at my pain  Made the rope drop to the ground  I thought to drown my self in work that always seems to work right? Then the choice of getting the pain from another source came knocking and I dragged that knob like my life depends on it. The door for physical pain opened wide and I took it The cut sensations were painful at first but with time it became a habit. I tore through that skin like it wasn't mine. Hurting the skin like it was the cause for the pain. The smile was permanently on my face. Everyone envied me. 'Why is your life so perfect'  I always thought perfe...

AM I GOOD ENOUGH? YES, YOU ARE! Let me give you a little background story. When i was younger i thought i could anything then i grew up and everything i thought i could do or be just felt too much. To be a child is the sweetest feeling in the world because the only pressure you have is that of going to the toilet when nature calls. As an adult Or as a teenager getting to your early 20's, it seems like the world is on your shoulder and everyone is expecting you to do something right for once. Due to the tension and pressure, insecurities and depression kick in because your mind is now their dwelling place. Should i be honest... I hate the feeling i get when insecurities arrive with their big bags and noisy grunts. What is insecurity? Its lack of confidence because you think you are not good enough or you are not loved enough. Its also when you are your own personal hater. Your inner voice waits for the right time and when you feel dumb or intimated. Then it co...