My personal narrative 💞

My Life Is A Beautiful Ride

Life for me is like riding my Harley. Twisting the throttle all the way back and going as fast as I want to can be exciting and fun. However, if it’s moving too fast, I can pull in the clutch and shift down a gear and enjoy the scenery of the trees and houses that were too blurred before. If it’s still too fast and it’s making me scared I can pull the clutch again and bang my foot down on the shifter to neutral. In neutral I can’t stall and I’m not moving, there’s nothing to be scared of and I can take a break from the stress I’m feeling.

My comparison between my Harley and my life goes beyond the aspect of time. The majority of people don’t try to understand how a motorcycle operates. They give up because it’s too complicated. Too intimidated by the effort that goes into one ride, they don’t get to know the comfort I’ve come to know with the complications or the serenity that comes with the cold wind patting against my face. Those people can’t understand the bittersweet feeling of their hair being blown into a thousand knots- each knot a problem or struggle that will seem impossible to untangle. They won’t know that in that moment, the knots are the last thing on my mind. I appreciate the captivating aroma fresh air and exhaust create on my clothes, and I know that the purring, blissful melody of the motor is better than any song on the radio. Those people are missing out on something amazing. Unlike those people, I’m able to see the beauty in complication.

I may not be a “flashy” street bike that everyone wants. My life is the classic Harley Davidson. Evidently, I’m more like the classic Harley because I’m far from perfect; I get anxious, I can be complicated, and in life I have many struggles. However, I’ve learned that whatever I’m anxious about is temporary and I can calm myself down. I have gained enough confidence to know that I’m beautiful even with every complication. And every struggle I face is almost insignificant considering how short life is. I have amazing qualities that only some people will come to know. Overall, I am far more than what anyone can assume of me. I’m glad my life is like riding my Harley, I wouldn’t want it any other way.

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Somewhere The Hate Ends

They say you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover,

yet, that’s all – as people – we’ve ever done to each other.

Bigotry because of things like gender, sexuality, and race,

all make our world remain a despotic, grating place.

Somewhere, a he that wants to be a she,

is being chased by kids from school, their fists ready to beat.

Somewhere, there are things being thrown at two girls holding hands,

because the way they feel about each other is hard for the other kids to understand.

Somewhere, there’s a little girl, who must say goodbye,

to her father – soon being lynched – because his skin color makes him wrongfully accused of a crime.

Somewhere, this world that’s filled with dejection,

will be shown a new direction.

We will be shown a way to live without loathing, hating, or detestation,

and we will begin to live in a world without discrimination.

If we stand up to the bigotry, we will reduce the world’s sorrow,

we will bring a new hope for tomorrow.

-Alyssa Skane

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The Fairest One

Mirror… Mirror… on the wall…

Watching her tears… begin to fall…

She is beginning to lose her smile…staring at the mirror and thinking a while…

Every day… she fakes…a smile so bright…

and she lets her real feelings… come out at night…

She thinks of the things that long her to stay…

but she knows what she wants…she wants to get away…

Then… suddenly… all her thoughts just disappear…

For, she… is now…no longer here

Her family… her friends…that loved her dearly…

they all miss her most sincerely…

And now that she’s no longer alive…

she’s become the fairest angel in the sky…

Now she is happy and smiling for real…

Took her own life… so her feelings could heal…

Heaven is a better place,

filled with smiles and a warm embrace.

-Alyssa Skane