The earth held me when no one else did.
I remembered myself in the space between the stars —
in that breathless silence where the broken pieces finally settled.
Somewhere between gravity and the void, I became whole again.


I hate it in my own head.
My own worst enemy.
Wishing I was dead.
The demons get too loud.
The cloud of illusion rolls in quick.
I can’t get myself to calm down,
And realise,
Its all in my head.
Sorrow holds its grip tight.
And I try and try with all my might,
To overcome, to push through.
But sometimes reasons are gone with the wind.
The grip is too suffocating,
And the screams of pain too loud.
I am my own enemy.
But at the same time,
I am my own saviour.
The battles are just ongoing.
The end of the war is no where in sight.
Day to day,
Night to night.
Forever in flight or fight.
– “Forever in Flight or Fight
– Jacqueline Ann Lente

With time you will only get stronger.
With time you will get better.
With time you will be free.
Hold on.
Through the days.
Through the silent nights.
Through the pain,
And through the fire.
Reborn.
You will rise.
Spread your wings and soar.
Fly high.
Dreams will become reality.
A star in the night sky.
Let your darkness be your friend.
Learn its lessons until the end.
And let the light cleanse you,
And be your grace.
Only time will tell what the future holds.
And with time you will be bold.
With time you will heal.
And With time you will be stronger than you ever know.
So hold on and don’t let go.