Tag: Alone

  • THE WRATH OF THE BROKEN

    I carried the wrath of the broken.

    Or maybe—

    It carried me.

     

    Are we broken for the better,

    Or just addicted to the dark?

     

    A rose in the mud.

    Wrong side of midnight.

    Nothing grows here—

    It survives.

     

    Shadows of old friends

    Linger longer than they should.

     

    Laughter echoes—

    Warped now,

    Still sharp enough to cut.

     

    There is a stillness

    Between breaths.

     

    Not peace—

    Just pause.

     

    We reach for it anyway,

    Mistaking silence

    For healing.

     

    Trapped in the quiet unravelling,

    We miss the tremors

    Of collapse.

     

    No impact.

    No warning.

     

    Just the slow, sinking truth—

     

    We were never fighting anything else.

     

    We became

    The enemy

    We swore we’d never face.

     

  • ON MY LAST BREATH

    On my last breath,
    I begged the night for a saviour—
    but the darkness stayed quiet.
    No one came.


    The cold laid the truth bare:
    in the chaos, in the ruins,
    no one is coming
    to pull you from your wreckage.


    Your salvation is yours.


    You save yourself—
    or don’t rise.

  • My tears remain the same, but I will never be that me again.

  • Nothing Leaves Clean

    Nothing Leaves Clean

    Fallen tears,
    coffee stains.


    Sunlight
    cracks through the window—
    soft,
    but unforgiving.


    Heaven is a state of mind.
    Hell lives in the heart.


    And letting go
    never leaves clean.

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    For a moment we are whole, delusions of the young.
    We don’t realise the ocean of black that awaits our older souls.

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    I am thunder, I am storm.
    Bones of mountain, skin of sea.
    A field full of roses and unfinished stories entertwining in the quiet in between.

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    Tra fiori selvatici e vino, I toast the ghosts that never learned to leave me.

    I tear the petals, I drain the bottle, I dare the night to swallow me whole.

    I bloom where I burn.

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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.

    Jacqueline Lente Poetry

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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
    – http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com

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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
    – http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com

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    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

    – http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com

    Featured image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Indigo Hues, Watercolour Skies

    Indigo Hues, Watercolour Skies

    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

  • Scars Linger For A Lifetime

    Scars Linger For A Lifetime

    Faded memories
    Faded time
    I can just remember when i used to call you mine.
    But you left a scar on me that i can not forget. A scar on me that i can not shake.

    All the emotions of love and happiness, pain and sorrow intertwined.

    How you made me feel is what still lingers here;
    You brought me up to pure bliss
    and pulled me down into the dark abyss.

    Our story is one that goes all around.

    We closed that chapter of our lives and started a new
    But you left me hanging in the end, with unanswered questions and an empty heart, a lonely bed.

    You still linger in my head.
    The scar never fading, and a new perspective on love, life and change.

    – “Scars Linger For A Lifetime”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • When The Mind Gets Messy

    When The Mind Gets Messy

    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

  • Insomnia – Lost Sleep

    Insomnia – Lost Sleep

    Darkness consumes me.
    Darkness welcomes me into its sorrowful lair. Holding me there, captive with my thoughts. Crashing together wildly and with no control.
    The pain is heavy and hazy.
    The weight of everything, everyone and everyword heaped upon my shoulders.
    Pain shoots through my whole body, the kind of pain that touches the soul; that tries to weaken the spirit.
    My journey is not easy and my mind sometimes is unforgiving.
    My bones crack, my muscles ache, my head foggy from lack of sleep. My eyes tired from looking into the abyss of the night. Unable to shut off. Unable to dream a sweet sleep.

    – “Insomnia – Lost Sleep” – Jacqueline Ann Lente