Love survives us,
even when nothing else does.
In all this madness,
your hands still find me.
We stay—
even when the world doesn’t.


Affogato afternoons, where the day softens and the heart sharpens.
I sip the sweetness melting into the bitter, hoping it teaches me something honest.
I remember I’m allowed to slow down.
Some afternoons are a truce.
Others are a battlefield,
Where I sit across from myself, letting the espresso burn through the fog I thought I was done fighting.
But here – in this melting moment – I let it all blur.
The past I’m trying to outgrow, the future I’m not ready for, the voices that rise like steam and disappear just as fast.
Because in affogato afternoons, I learn the same truth over and over:
Even the bitter can soften. Even the frozen can give. And sometimes, the only way forward is to let yourself melt just enough to begin again.


Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.
Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.
You will find your way.
JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

Two Strangers met
And accidentally fell in as more than lovers
We had different demons but matching wounds,
And sad past tales to tell
Two broken souls
Trying to find some guidance home within each other
Sadly,
The echos of fear, ego, and past trauma were too great
Destruction and self-sabotage got in the way
We became lost
From drowning in your gaze
Skin to skin
To drowning in your absence
Another scar to add to the map
Out in the cold again
At war with my head again
Two Strangers met
And fell in as more than lovers
But Love is war
Life is chaos
And two lovers became two strangers again.
– Two Strangers Part Two
JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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

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

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

It may be a struggle to get up, but you can overcome. Wake up, let the hot water of the shower warm your bones. Take a moment of peace, breathe. Be proud of yourself. Have faith in yourself. Live to tell another day, live to make another memory, one you may cherish forever or one you can say that you survived from and made it though ❣
– “Live To Tell Another Day”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente

Sometimes life is black and white.
Other times life is full of colour.
It is what it is
And we take it as it comes.
Hazy and delusional,
Or clear as day.
Clarity from the demons,
And time to love and play.
Black and white,
Full of colours,
Life is both day and night.
– “Black and White, Full of Colour”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente

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