Tag: bare

  • 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.

     

  • WEIGHT

    Bring me back from the dead—


    pull me under
    with the weight of your sins.

    I’ll tend to your wounds

    and carry your name
    long after—
    it breaks me.

  • Burning out, beautifully
    – Jacqueline Lente Poetry

  • STARGAZING

  • Graveyard

    Graveyard

    Bare soul.
    Bare bones.

    It has all gone cold,
    In my heart of stone.

    Faded away,
    To dust and ash,
    Carried away by the wind of the night.

    Only darkness,
    Only emptiness remains.
    A graveyard of memories that once were happy days.

    – “Graveyard”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    Feature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente