Tag: poetry

To Every Girl who Doubts Herself

Pain inflicted on yourself.
Every day a little deeper the wound.
Why do you insist on ruining your own happiness?
Don't you think you deserve a moment of peace amongst the chaos you cause yourself daily?
What will it take for you to see that you are your own captor?
You hold the keys to your shackles but still you refuse to remove them from your pocket.
Release…
Exhale all you've been holding on to.
Give yourself a chance to understand what it means to be free.
Each minute that ticks on the clock you give yourself a new disappointment, but the sound of your breath can stop time.
You are worth more than your despair!
The power within you is golden!
An undiscovered treasure buried deep only looking to be found & adored!

Lost & Found

I knew a young woman beautiful in many ways, from her soul to her spirit, and her smile that could take the gloom out of anyone’s day. She was strong  in her own right but there was a weakness there. Always searching for something that was never there. Looking in all the wrong places for all the right reasons, ignoring timing and seasons, lessons and reason. She wandered away from all that she knew. Searching and searching without any clues. As her search progressed her smiled shined less and her soul grew weary while her spirit longed for rest. Why would such a beautiful woman put herself through such stress? I think it was because although hope was lost she hoped none the less. As her belief in this seemingly intangible thing and almost impossible goal grew more and more crippling, I watched as she suffered longing to bring her some relief. Even though I longed to help her what I could offer was beyond her understanding. You see when a woman is lost and searching for something her mind is held captive by its own passion and blinded by it’s unyielding desire. Her true consciousness is just out of reach and so to speak to her with logic only confuses her more. Oh but when she’s good and tired and her subconscious breaks through she is reminded of all the things she once knew. Her memories serve as bread crumbs guiding her back to her true self. She is reminded of her once bright smile and how her soul used to soar infinitely higher. This beautiful young woman finds the beauty in herself and puts her search to rest. There is a new journey now one far more rewarding than the previous yet much more fatiguing because growing for greatness is perilous thing. It takes a brave woman to relinquish her power but an even braver one to find it. You see a promise of growth means sometimes having to acknowledge your own defeat. It means that there will come a time where you have to admit although someone has hurt you it was you who allowed it. Growth is required, you can’t go higher without the knowledge acquired through pain, trials and tribulations, and their ever present stain. If we never know suffering we can never appreciate peace. If we never know sorrow how can we embrace joy. Even though all this is true there comes a time where you must stop putting yourself through. Don’t allow what can be prevented. Stand firm in who you are, keep your feet cemented. Remind yourself daily you hold the power of whether you spend your next hours pushing yourself further or crying in the shower. No one can take from you what you don’t offer up. Keep your head high and remember your triumphs! Growing for Greatness is her new quest and it will not be easy but she will not rest. Higher and higher she aims to soar this beautiful young woman is found once more.

“For Anyone Who’s ever Wronged Me”

Thank you for reminding me of everything I never wanted to be.

Thank you for showing me I still need room to breathe.

Thank you for falling short of all I ever dreamed.

Otherwise I would still be sinking in my own puddle of complacency.

I was lost for a moment inside myself not realizing I wasn’t myself, revisiting situations I believed I had placed on a shelf.

Time has a way of repeating itself without  us even seeing that small hand swing back for that second go round.

Now that I’m reminded of all I despise it’s time to make a change in order to avoid what would have been an inevitable demise.

The way is clearer now, but the road is just as curvy as it ever was.

It’s all in perspective now, everything that is to be done.

I have to surrender totally to him that was, and is, and is to come!

It must be a complete yes, a choice not made do to circumstance, but of a sound mind, a conscious choice to change my stance.

The time is now to be bold and fearless, not to be weak and continue settling for less.

I have a responsibility to give the Lord My best.

He didn’t just die at the cross, he arose from the dead!

Life is such a precious thing to waste, he gave his for mine and I won’t let it be in vain!