My Identity

My identity is not made up of the parts of people who planted flowers in the cracks of my rib cage and then murmured into the chasm of my emotional ambiguity where my neck meets my shoulder. Their flowers are still rotting. I’m sorry that I reek of sorrow and decomposition. My identity is not made up of the time I conjured up a mistake so stomach churning that I couldn’t even look my own reflection in the eye. I’m sorry that I was not what was expected. My identity is not the violent whispers of a stone cold generation with vindictive stares and pretentious comments, who’ll skin alive their own just to get a simple satisfaction. My identity is not made up of the people who intentionally hurt me. I swear when I carved my name in your heart, I didn’t do it to stain your bones with all but memories of laughter and the slight scrunch of my nose. Forgive me, I am learning. My identity is not made up of the taste of pity that people feel creeping up my throat when I ramble too much. I am a forest fire. I’ll rise out of my own ashes like a phoenix. I will not be stopped. What I’m trying to say is, I am not a reflection of the people that I have loved and lost, and of the people that have hurt me and continue to do so. I am not a reflection of the time I howled a persons name at the moon, begged god for mercy, begging for forgiveness for the monster I’ve become, and neither are you. I am a piece of prosperity, and this world has yet to taint me no matter how many times it continues to knock me down. I am made up of every experience; Every experience is an atom floating around, being drawn to the desperate pound of the blood in my veins and clogged arteries. Every awkward stumble, every tear shed, every kiss, every hug, every laugh, every smile. Each tiny atom is building me up until I breach my circumscribed limits.

I am unfinished business.

Reviews

[Annie Rachele]

This is very deep. I think that your view on identity is very interesting, and I believe in things that you wrote about. This story has lots of meaning and i really did enjoy it. Your writing skill was amazing!