Laying here in bed Eyes and mind praying for sleep five more minutes please -Jen ❤️
I pray the thoughts slow down as you settle into bed, Your worries quieting down, as your head hits the pillow Body sinking into the mattress, breathing, gentle and rhythmic Eyelids closing as you leave this day behind, Dreaming of smiles and adventure, calm and tranquility, fully enthralled in this unfamiliar feeling. Good night Anxiety,… Continue reading Good Night Anxiety
I long for days where my mind is like a tranquil ocean, Instead of tumultuous rapids. Wanting to feel weightless and free, Only to feel the weight of worry and fear pulling me under, fighting to breathe, to be seen or heard. I long for days where I feel pure love and respect for myself,… Continue reading A Tranquil Ocean
How do you leave things in the past? Words spoken, feelings broken How do you forget the emotion behind their words? Heart aching, hands shaking The animosity? The name calling? Tears flowing, the insecurities and not knowing what to do How do you move on and forget the past? The anger and sadness echo through… Continue reading Do You Remember?
“Que bonita bandera…” is sung around the island, As the aromatic scents of sugar waft through the air, being inhaled by people who lie dying of starvation. Fields, once stocked with overflowing crops, Now gone and taken over by cooperate owners, Not caring how the people of Puerto Rico will find their next meal to… Continue reading Que Bonita Bandera: A Poem
So earlier I posted a poem I wrote last night. It was inspired by my sleeping issues lately. My friend read the poem and said it sounds dark. I don't think it's dark at all though. I feel I was able to portray the array of emotions and/or constant thinking that takes over my mind… Continue reading Interpretations of Poetry
Going through my phone's contacts, I accidentally came across your name and number. I can no longer try to call or text, you, because you are no longer with us. God, the sadness I now feel is palpable. When will things feel right again? When will the tears subside? When will I be able to… Continue reading When?
All of this white noise It keeps me preoccupied I want to feel calm - Jen
Heads lowered as we walk on passed each other, Side eye glances with faint embarrassed smiles. Some of us give simple head nods to acknowledge the comradery between one another, As we wait in this dark, dated waiting room. Others though, walk on by without any eye contact or side way glance. There is no… Continue reading In The Waiting Room
This poem was created by Jen, at Motivation for Today’s Reality. She's asked us to change the poem to suit ourselves. We are to leave the Bold words the same and just add on to it. So here is my version! Please feel free to change the poem to make it personal to yourself and… Continue reading I Am