Tag: Night

  • 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.

  • 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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    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.

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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.

  • We Become One

    We Become One

    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

    Feature image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • 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

  • Walk With Your Head Held High

    Walk With Your Head Held High

    Walk with your head held high into the night, into the pain and into the light.

    You are stronger than you feel you are, with whatever the suffering you may be going through, hold on, hold tight.

    Don’t give up, don’t doubt yourself, be ready for the fight.

    The battles may be long and enduring, but you will conquer them all.

    Save yourself and free yourself and find peace amongst the chaos of it all.

    – “Walk With Your Head Held High”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    Feature Image Taken By 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

  • Power Of The Full Moon

    Power Of The Full Moon

    Full moon, guide me.
    Direct me through the stars and the wind.

    Hold me close.
    And open me up,
    To the energy without and within.

    Protect me from the negative.
    Bring me positivity and wisdom,
    Intuition and knowledge.

    Fill me up with your all-mighty power,
    To live another day,
    To fill my soul with love and peace.

    Bathe me in your everlasting light,
    And show me the way through the night.

    – “Power Of The Full Moon” – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • The Battle of Love And Pain

    The Battle of Love And Pain

    Fallen angel.
    Cold hearted.

    Blackened soul.

    Living out a life of mortal sin.
    Scars that mark a viscous battle fought of love and pain.

    This world can be cruel, tough love.
    Get back up and fight again.
    Life is change.

    Through the darkness seek guidance.
    Make peace deep within.

  • The Truth of Humanity

    The Truth of Humanity

    I try and try,
    But people don’t see.

    I speak the truth.
    But they dont believe.

    They would rather bring their false ideas alive,
    So much so that it becomes their own reality.

    Clouded by a haze of hate,
    Jealousy.

    Pretending to love,
    But tearing apart the pure serenity of connection.
    Drama and misdirection.

    A waste of time and breath.
    These silly games a way to hide their inner demons of hurt and pain.

    Afraid to face the consequences of their actions.
    Or see the suffering that lay behind them,
    In their path of destruction,
    Before it is to late.

  • Sleepless Nights

    Sleepless Nights

    My soul hurts.
    My minds a mess.
    Constantly playing games with the devils sweet caress.

    Jumbled and scrambled,
    Are my thoughts.
    A constant tornado of swirling emotions in my head.

    No rest.
    Life a bittersweet test,
    Of endurance and control.

    All i wish is to lay my head peacefully and dream of silence.
    A world away from the darkness in my bed.

    The terror in my head.