I thought it would destroy me but I harvested from the loss.
Release, under a crimson red sky.
I craved crisp air for my lungs. I willed my cold dead heart back to life.
Not determined to live under the damage done, determined to rise up from it and rebuild again.
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Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.
Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.
You will find your way.
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You smell like rain and I want to be a part of your storm.
Drown me in your gaze.
Rearrange my mind.
Hold me close,
Skin to skin.
Keep me warm from the cold of the outside world
And the world inside my head.
Our demons may be different,
But we wear matching wounds.
Tangled bones and a map of scars.
Just trying to find some guidance home.
– “Two Strangers”
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The sad truth is
No one else can save you.
You have to dust away the misery.
Darker times behind, darker times ahead
We are endlessly changing.
Facing scattered dreams,
Silent screams.
Bleeding for a thousand reasons.
Rebirth,
The heart beats slow.
Safe in quiet places
Seeking my own comforts,
My own means to stay alive.
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I’ve vanished in the silence.
Buried everything in boxes, in the attic of my mind.
Creaking thoughts
Always trying to escape.
My heart,
A garden of lost things
And empty spaces.
– Jacqueline Lente Poetry
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Creaking skeletal trees.
Wolves with kerosene eyes.
Ghosts crying in the walls
While winter slowly creeps behind me.
This internal battle is on the edge of dying dreams.
Life plays the dark symphony
The nights grow even longer, draped in the veils of wistful sorrow,
And a small dying hope for better days.
– Jacqueline Lente Poetry
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In the space between endings
Where the shadows settle
Demons hide in the corners,
Creeping aroung my delicate bones.
My loneliest hour,
Sadder than the skies crying out.
The inevitable fall,
The deepest inhale
Before I drown in this violent storm of tangled memories and pain.
Melancholia we meet again, my oldest friend.
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My mind is at war.
My heart wants peace.
One moment I am falling,
Then floating the next,
And falling again.
On repeat.
The demons creep around.
Seeping into my bones.
They have become my bestfriends
When I am alone.
Serenity is a dream far away from here.
Reality is a prison.
Constantly trying to escape,
But never fully reaching the exit gates.
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
This bridge is the hardest to cross. The river of pain flowing underneath is overtaking, all consuming.
Taken out to sea. Now it is just me and the crashing waves. I’m screaming storms and shouting thunder,
All the while adrift in the rift of oblivion.
But sometimes you have to hold your own hand and sail through the breakdowns.
As the storms break and the sea calms,
I see the stars bright reflection bouncing off the water,
I hear the sweet lullabies of the world laced into the night sky.
And I know I have to ride the waves and weather the storms to make the journey back to shore.
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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I cry watercolour skies,
You can see the tracks of my tears.
I’m too dead inside.
Indigo hues deepen as daylight wanes,
And I realise,
I don’t live here anymore, inside my head.
All I can think of is,
Hope is a slow poison,
And temporary ecstasy,
is enchanting,
Against the fatal embrace of time.
– “Indigo hues, watercolour skies” – Jacqueline Ann Lente
Feature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente
Seek the wonder in life,
And never stop.
Seek the showers of gold,
And the shimmers of sweet light.
The good things,
The mysterious things,
The wonderful things.
Never stop seeking what makes you smile.
Allow yourself to get lost in the magic.
Seek the balm for the soul.
Is it better to feel numb?
Even just for a little while.
To turn off from the sadness, you’ll know you will have to face again and again
Or is feeling numb a sign that the sadness has become too much? and you have become used to feeling like this,
Used to all the bullshit and the trauma, that feels never-ending.
And being numb is a coping response to try and feel some peace,
even if its short lived, even if its for one moment.
One little sliver of peace amongst the chaos.
One moment of floating instead of falling into the void of darkness that is my mind.
– “Is it Better to Feel Numb?”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,
Our souls reset for another day.
Our hearts settle.
Our minds may race processing the day that is done.
Our body lays to rest.
As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,
We become one with our true self.
– “We Become One”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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My dear, I know the mind can get messy as emotions are all jumbled up.
But your soul is still beautiful,
Your heart, still strong;
And your spirit still flows wildly with every passing day.
The darkness is the truth in reality,
Sometimes it’s the bittersweet knowledge that we come face to face with,
That brings us to clarity and understanding.
Although the journey can be tough and troublesome,
The universe is guiding you to the right way to live a full life and be free.
Find your peace amongst the chaos and hold on.
All the pain and struggle are worth it in the end.
– “When The Mind Gets Messy” – Jacqueline Ann Lente
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