Tender moments
Of just wishing
Wondering and
Waylaying for
Some answer
Some rhyme or reason
For future truths
Lying underneath the past
Suffocating
Yet as I smother
I breathe deep
Reminding myself
I am here
Maybe not where
I really want to be now
But I woke up alive
A new moment begins
I realize I create my future
Only I can change myself
I cannot depend on others
Embarking on a new mission
To be more kind to some
Stay the same to others
As I relax and realize the cause
That began the effect
Of a temper born by a man
Who was supposed to protect me
Yet failed in every way
Betrayed and overstepped
Every boundary
Yet I must stop languishing
In the past
Tip toeing in the future
While I should do the opposite
In the present I am just here
I want to have my old life back
So I resolve to be better
Hoping I can hang on
(c) Jessica Brooke 1/18/14
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Searching for Self
Please escape from my lips
All anger and negativity
Once gone stay away
Invigorate my soul
With sweet searching
Looking for myself
In a pile of coins
In a fountain
Each one holding
A dear wish
Some coming true
Like my wish for love
On my birthday candles
A year ago
Yet something more occurred
I cannot erase or understand
A full time mistake
Left pieces for me to pick up
A wide variety of painful prickers
Digging and boring into my skin
Nevermore to be free
Locked in I once was
But now that I have freedom
I do not use it for its full advantage
I give give give
Only to be taken again and again
So please if you understand
How to get ME back
Please let me know
Give me that final courtesy
For I feel alone amongst strangers
Even my own friends
I do not know an ending
I feel a beginning of sorts
Of change
© Jessica Brooke 1/16/14
All anger and negativity
Once gone stay away
Invigorate my soul
With sweet searching
Looking for myself
In a pile of coins
In a fountain
Each one holding
A dear wish
Some coming true
Like my wish for love
On my birthday candles
A year ago
Yet something more occurred
I cannot erase or understand
A full time mistake
Left pieces for me to pick up
A wide variety of painful prickers
Digging and boring into my skin
Nevermore to be free
Locked in I once was
But now that I have freedom
I do not use it for its full advantage
I give give give
Only to be taken again and again
So please if you understand
How to get ME back
Please let me know
Give me that final courtesy
For I feel alone amongst strangers
Even my own friends
I do not know an ending
I feel a beginning of sorts
Of change
© Jessica Brooke 1/16/14
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