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.


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.


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

All the days and nights
Fade away.
Fade into each other,
Into a haze.
All the thoughts and feelings,
All the pain.
A whirlpool of emotion,
Sucking me in.
Stuck in the void again
– “Stuck In The Void”
– 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

I’ll see you on the flip side.
My dear friend.
Where you can tell me all the adventures,
Of your ride into the sun.
Parting ways.
As I sway through the galaxies,
Against the gleaming moon.
I’ll see you on the flip side,
My dear friend.
Where amongst the shadows and dreams,
We will meet again.
(Feature Image Taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente ©)