Sneak Peek
Welcome to the side of me I rarely share with everyone. Poems that embody unsaid thoughts and feelings.
Beautifully Unfinished
The road to recovery and radical self-love has many pitfalls.
Stops and potholes.
It gets smooth then bumpy.
One day you're on top of the world and another you're down a dark abyss.
Choose to stay the course,
you morph into an unstoppable force.
One that puts thee first.
Able to remove oneself from situations or spaces that no longer serve you, no matter the circumstances.
Careful,
not to sweep things under the carpet.
Putting bandaid on a fracture.
It’s work with no short cuts.
Love Love.
I love love, I think
the effortless smile one wears when a song reminding them of their person plays
the yearning of the day to end in anticipation of profound intimacy
“I can’t wait to see you”
to love and be loved must be nice.
The comfort of sitting in each other’s silence
lost in a book or work
occasionally stealing glances/kisses
the comfort in knowing that despite disagreements or fights
there is space to talk, respectively, amicably to resolve whatever.
Waking up each day, choosing and committing to each other
it’s work, this I know but I also think the rewards
are totally worth it
I love love, I think.
I Choose You.
I choose you
to love, care and hold
to be mindful, intentional, consistent committed
to hold space for you
I choose you.
Private or public
to always keep our flame burning
to shield it from all
to hold onto our flame when all hope is lost
I choose you.
To be your no.1 cheerleader
to walk beside you as you explore your passion(s)
even when I don’t fully comprehend them
I choose you.
I choose us.
The Oil Runs Out
When you are the one constantly giving
when you are the one being mindful
when you are the one checking in
the oil eventually runs out.
When no one is there when you need them
when you have to always be the understanding one
the one that listens
the oil eventually runs out.
Half steppers, takers
unending dark hole, solitude
shuttered heart, unfulfilled promises
guess those are the rewards
for being me
in a cruel selfish world.
