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  • The Twenty-Second Chapter Of My Life

    Hello world, I know you are probably wondering how’s life, what’s going on, what has been happening to me. We are beauty, We are one with ourselves without a doubt. Let’s begin to be in a world surrounded with true loving inspirational humans. To go through this chapter with no regret. I’m living life as time goes by with ambition, and conquering fears. I can be myself with no judgement. No fear or care of judgement from strangers who mean so little. I stand up for myself not so timid. Eighteen year old me was not ready for who i am today. I’m a published author now who knew that would be happen, I accomplished I’m very gratefully eccentric . I love myself finally after 22 years of not. I sang karaoke with the love of my life in front of an audience. I was confident I’m proud of that. I’m joyful, in love, and all i see are the beauty of everything around me. I met the most beautiful woman I’m spending the rest of my life with, She’s my always and forever & I couldn’t ask for anyone better than her. She’s my person, whom i can be vulnerable with always. To Mi Amor, the New job, The New opportunities , The New Special Memories I adore you. I’m looking forward to chapter 23!!! As we continue the journey, we now embrace life no longer dread it. I feel it, the wind from the trees everything so beautiful from the rustle of leaves, feel the ground beneath my fee ,the clouds moving slowly but surely, the stars shining brighter than ever before, to finally just get in touch with mother nature herself has truly been Exceptional. Who i am today & Who i was before i see the change ,the growth just to make it here. I know now that all the struggle & obstacles I’ve been through had to happen for me to be the beautiful, strong intelligent woman i am now & now i know that i have always been strong, I just couldn’t see the strength in me till now & for that i smile at this twenty-second chapter of my life.

    Vision. W

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    • Vision, you are a beautiful and strong woman, and I am so glad you are enjoying and embracing all that this chapter has to offer. You are a true bright light, and your partner is very lucky just to know you! <3 Lauren

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  • Chapt 29

    Chapter 29

    What can I say about this chapter of my life & what I love

    This chapter — as many others — has tought me — so so much

    Most of all—

    It’s taught me to step outside — my comfort zone

    Into an — unfamiliar place
    Into the — complete — unknown

    It’s allowed me to — crawl my way out of
    — the abyss

    & To open my self up — to the world again

    It’s taught me — that It’s ok for me — to let you in

    & no — it’s not easy to show myself
    in my most vulnerable state — it’s never been

    To let you have — a sweet taste
    of my most — sour days — can be unsettling

    Unsettling — to say the least

    Sometimes you can tell still —
    when my body’s — trembling

    Or when my voice — shakes

    But I learned — to simply just
    — trust the process

    in exchange — the power — I’ve gained
    Is — Courage

    What I love most about this Chapter — 29 of mine

    Is that I finally let go of —
    “my perfect plan — & timeline”

    I learned to finally — resubmit myself — to God
    In a way — I hadn’t done — for so long

    I learned to heal some parts of me — that took me back — to little ol’ me — at 17

    Even tho for years — that girl
    has been gone

    I learned to finally give up — trying to be her again

    — just wishing & wishing

    I know now — I’ll never be that girl again
    but I’m no longer tripping

    I can finally be at peace — to say goodbye to her & recreate myself

    Trusting that me at 29 — has already made her proud

    So what do I love most about this — Chapter 29 — I ask myself ?

    That — a little bit of this
    & a little bit of — that

    Restored the hope back in my heart — that for years — I have lacked

    & that — even on the days
    When I felt — most alone

    I never truly was — cause God
    Neverrrr — Let Me — Go

    I learned that — when God promised
    to make a beautiful story out of me

    He in fact — did not fold

    Even tho at times — it felt like
    my time was being wasted

    It was simply just — a beautiful story
    — still — in the making

    All I gotta do now — is continue to let him take the lead

    & not forget — like Miley Cyrus — always said
    — It’s the climb

    So I’ll keep on climbing

    I’ll be patient Lord 🙏🏽
    I’ll let you finish writing ✍️ 🥹

    BeyondMe

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    • This is absolutely beautiful. I Love this part, “But I learned — to simply just
      — trust the process

      in exchange — the power — I’ve gained
      Is — Courage”

      You are wise beyond your years. There is so much wisdom in this piece. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren

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  • Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 2 months ago

    Sick and Tired

    That’s it!
    I’m done!
    It’s over!
    You won!

    I’m tired of fighting!
    I’m tired of losing!
    I’m tired of running!
    I’m tired of using!

    I’m sick of the lies!
    I’m sick of this plug!
    I’m sick of not sleeping!
    I’m sick of these drugs!

    Something has to give!
    Something has to break!
    Something has to change!
    Before it’s too late!

    I know I can do this,
    I just have to try!
    I know that it’s in me,
    I don’t want to die!

    I’ll do what I have to,
    just tell me the way!
    I need your help,
    and I need it today!

    If I wait til tomorrow,
    I know I won’t last!
    These demons inside me,
    are pulling me back!

    So God, if you’re there,
    can you do it again?
    Say “Let there be light,
    inside of this man!”

    You’re all that I have,
    and all that I need.
    So please, Lord, help me…
    I’m down on my knees.

    Matthew L Jablonsky

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  • Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 2 months ago

    Just Another Junkie

    Do you think that I’m alone?
    Do you think that I’m unique?
    Do you think that I’m the only addict,
    with a good heart underneath?
    Look beyond the drugs,
    the sores and the blisters…
    We’re mothers, we’re fathers,
    we’re brothers, and sisters.
    It may be hard to see,
    I know you can’t tell.
    Cause I was there too,
    and we hide it so well.
    The addiction takes over,
    and you watch them disappear.
    Into another world,
    like the other side of the mirror.
    But there is a way out,
    They can become so much more, you see!
    A lesser travelled path,
    That we call “Recovery”.
    It’s not an easy road,
    and many won’t even try.
    Unless they reach the point of change,
    some will use until they die.
    So next time you see that junkie,
    or that drunkard on the street.
    Pray that they get better,
    That, God they finally meet.
    Because I am not alone,
    and I am not unique.
    I am just another junkie,
    Who got back up on his feet.

    Matthew L Jablonsky

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    • This is absolutely beautiful. I can completely relate to your poem. It is wonderfully written and I identify with it so well. Excellent work!

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  • A Letter To Me

    I wish I could send a letter,
    to myself in the past.
    I’d tell myself to let them go,
    those women just won’t last.
    My heart was set on nonsense,
    I had no want to stay.
    But I am so thankful,
    that it didn’t stay that way.
    Eventually I found the one,
    that my heart calls home.
    But I wasted so much time,
    with women on my phone.
    I guess they were each a lesson,
    when I look in the mirror.
    Each failed attempt at love,
    made the right path more clear.
    Well then, I guess I’d tell myself,
    to stay away from drugs.
    I got so caught up in meth,
    I forgot who I was.
    But if I’d never done the drugs,
    I would never have moved away.
    And if that’d never happened,
    I wouldn’t be here today.
    Moving down here,
    is how I met my wife.
    So I guess in a way,
    the drugs gave me life.
    Ok, maybe I’d tell the old me,
    to stay away from those guys.
    The ones that sell me drugs,
    and the ones that tell me lies.
    But years down the road,
    some of those guys do great.
    A few of them even,
    had a hand in my escape.
    Every loss I’ve had,
    has led me to a win.
    So I wouldn’t be where I am,
    if it wasn’t for where I’ve been.
    I guess I won’t send this letter,
    I’ll let God make the plan.
    I know I fell down a lot,
    but I became a good man.

    Matthew L Jablonsky

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    • Another mic drop. This is amazing! I love this part,
      “Every loss I’ve had,
      has led me to a win.
      So I wouldn’t be where I am,
      if it wasn’t for where I’ve been.”

      Your writing is so creative and insightful. I always think that I wouldn’t have found the things that make most happy now if it wasn’t for some of the crappy stuff before. Life is funny l…read more

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  • Candi Carroll shared a letter in the Group logo of ParentingParenting group 1 years, 3 months ago

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    Losing a Child

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  • candi39 submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write about a time you didn’t give upWrite about a time you didn’t give up 1 years, 3 months ago

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    Missing My Angel

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  • The Streets Will Never Love You

    Listen up,
    and listen well.
    I’ve tasted heaven,
    and I’ve walked through hell.
    Life can feel,
    so unfair.
    It all becomes,
    too much to bare.
    I used to cut,
    and scratch my skin.
    I have faith today,
    but I came from sin.
    Sex was cool,
    and drugs were fun.
    Lying, stealing,
    and carrying a gun.
    I thought I was tough,
    I thought I was hard.
    My Dad would pass out,
    and I’d take his car.
    I’d be gone for days,
    no plan in sight.
    My Dad was home,
    worrying all night.
    Would this be the time,
    that he’d get that call?
    That I’m not coming home…
    Not this time at all.
    Prison or death,
    was my fate it seemed.
    A life after this,
    was just a dream.
    But I finally woke up,
    so I could push this farther.
    But that’s more than I can say,
    for my dear old father.
    I was a year off the drugs,
    When Dad passed away.
    I was there when he died,
    and I miss him every day.
    He never got to see me,
    speaking to a crowd.
    Or maybe he did,
    because now, he’s all around.
    I’m glad I straightened up,
    before Dad left this Earth.
    Your family deserves that,
    they’ve loved you since your birth.
    So hang up your guns,
    and don’t take that next pill.
    Because the streets will never love you,
    like your family will.

    Matthew L Jablonsky

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    • Wow! Wow! Wow! This piece is so powerful and so good and so authentic. You are amazing. <3 Lauren

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    • As I said, before, this piece is amazing. I just read it again today, and every time i read it I feel the impact as if I am reading it for the first time. You are brilliant and I am so inspired by you. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of our community. <3 Lauren

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    • This is beautifully written, so so proud of you. Thank you so much for sharing! Blessings #unsealed family

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  • ashraymondjames submitted a contest entry to Group logo of What is your ”perfect day?”What is your ”perfect day?” 1 years, 3 months ago

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    An Ode To The Little Things

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  • roses shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 3 months ago

    My History Is Black

    Black is the new poetry my dear
    Authored by our ancestors so I could have a voice that is heard beyond the volume of fear
    The ink has always been dark so see with your ears
    Black is the new love, now let your heart hear
    The strength born from blood, sweat, and tears
    That grew into a sunrise of a smile, my dear
    My darling I keep your Melanin near
    And your beauty adds depth to my mirror
    The reflection tells me weapons are forming but they will stay in the rear
    Because,
    My black is the sunset to my depressed anxiety to steer
    A blooming future in the right direction never to veer
    Toward negativity, my dear
    My black is the armor that never cracked, from the roots of scars and ignored facts
    My black has always got my back so even if my eyes close you will still see this color, add a period to that!
    My black is a promise painted like a rainbow you’ll never grey wash my faith, peace never cracks
    p.s. my black has wings that sang…

    Roses

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  • db-cooper shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 3 months ago

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    Tongue twister

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  • roses shared a letter in the Group logo of Mental HealthMental Health group 1 years, 3 months ago

    Shadows in the Mirror

    Have I really been working on myself or did I just change from my work clothes to something more comfortable
    Is this depression or is it just the pigment of my skin
    Can I defeat you, detach from you or are you so fingerprinted to my thoughts that I’m simply running away from me
    Sometimes I wish I could just escape me, myself wears a mask, and I am tired of getting dressed up just to still feel down
    I’m black said my mind, I live in the shadows of sadness watching the sunlight from a distance
    If only the heat from the suns smile would kiss me, maybe it would melt away my sadness
    I’m black said my words, followed by you’re different, they won’t accept you, you don’t fit in
    I’m black says the mirror looking at a reflection of depression
    I get so lost in my waning emotions my waxing moon can barely breathe
    It’s so cold that even the rays of light feel sad
    I’m black, I’m depressed, I’m black, I’m oppressed, I’m black I’m obsessed with the idea of my feelings living on equal ground
    I’m black, I’m depressed the two interchange while beginning to sound the same so much so I took depressions last name
    When I look at me I see one broken piece
    I can’t find the rest of the lyrics to my song, maybe it’s because the writer will never finish it
    Maybe it’s because I didn’t cry enough to water my heart
    I’m black, I’m dirt, but my soil is killing the last remaining rose
    I am a rose with bloody red regrets for petals, I put my failures on a pedestal
    So, every time I tried to look up it got me nowhere
    I’m lost and I keep letting the grey line give me directions, because there’s a thin line between joy and happiness, and in the middle is pity where you can find me
    I’m black so they think I stole these 5 minutes of happiness, and so what if I did everyone deserves 15 minutes of fame and mine is coming soon
    But right now, I just want to smile and actually feel the laughter hold me instead of the facade that hugs me like a long embrace
    This morning I stopped running and looked depression in the face
    My mind is not yours it is the Lord’s
    p.s. let the battle begin

    Roses

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    • Roses, your words paint a vivid picture of the struggles you face. Depression may cast a dark shadow, but remember that your identity is not defined by it. Your strength lies in acknowledging the battle and refusing to let it consume you. Hold onto hope and believe that brighter days are ahead. The battle may be tough, but you are not alone. Keep…read more

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  • roses shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 3 months ago

    Dancing Under the Lights of the Waterfall

    Step side to side
    Sway to our song
    Your heart is the lyrics
    My soul the instrumental
    Hold my hand the way Jesus held the nails
    Step side to side
    Nerves waltz to love
    No music is needed
    When sacrifice becomes a verb
    I’ll hold you like the space between us is trying to escape
    Step side to side
    A crowded ball room that only sees us
    Watching movies with the sound off
    Empty hands have the fullest hearts
    And the cup of my rhythmic soul runneth over
    p.s. don’t forget to kiss me under the waterfall chandeliers…

    Roses

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  • Ash Raymond James shared a letter in the Group logo of Mental HealthMental Health group 1 years, 3 months ago

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    Unveiling the truth about taking chances

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  • db-cooper submitted a contest entry to Group logo of What is your ”perfect day?”What is your ”perfect day?” 1 years, 4 months ago

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    Perfect sway

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  • To Finally Love Me

    Here we are
    22 years later
    We smile, show teeth
    The glow is upon our face
    In the mirror
    We no longer critique ourselves so negatively
    We see a perception of time that is you
    Recognizing Beauty
    To finally accept us
    You Love You
    This is the woman you’ve longed to become
    Our soul is at peace
    Subconsciously we can hear the joys of a no longer battle
    With our Competing Minds
    Within Loving me we feel alive
    You notice when you love you that you feel everything ten times better
    From The wind you hear ruffling through the trees
    To the stars you see at night shines brighter than ever before
    You laugh so effortlessly
    You let yourself be loved
    Inside you have this feeling of light
    Light that is not hiding behind the shadows of reject, loss of self respect
    No dim light in sight
    Opinions have no effect if negative, you take it like a grain of salt
    It’s okay if they leave, we let them
    & Leva ( Live)
    Our beauty, Our Love within continues to grow , to prosper
    A Muse a perception of me of true harmony
    Can you hear the angels singing?
    Our skin tinglingly
    Our hair growing
    Our crown showing
    Here lies me
    Coming out of the shadows
    Using voice of reason
    Understanding loving within & what it means to be loved
    A magnificent thing loving you is
    How it can make you hear the birds chirping around you
    The sun shining on you
    It’s a bliss
    A reality
    We are now
    Present &
    I Accept me
    I truly love me

    Vision. W

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    • Vision! This is beautiful!! I am so glad your soul is at peace and you are able to see, embrace, and appreciate all the wonderful things that make you, you. The sun is truly shining on you and you are an absolute gem. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of our Unsealed family. <3 Lauren

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  • Why Do I Love Myself?

    I love myself cause God first loved me

    I love myself because I didn’t like the old me .

    I love myself because I am my longest commitment

    But to love myself ain’t all rainbows and butterflies

    To love myself means
    to lose myself over and over again —in the process

    I love myself because no one else was up for the challenge

    I love myself because I wanna love you better and I can’t without it

    I love myself because home should feel safe, freeing, and calming

    I love myself because I don’t wanna keep on running

    I love myself because I don’t need instant gratification

    I love myself because I’m willing to wait and sacrifice for all things meant for me

    I love myself because I owe it to myself to say goodbye to the old me

    I love myself because I don’t wanna be 35, partying & hoeing

    I love myself because I know what I want & I’m determined to work hard & go get it

    I love myself because I can apologize when I realize of my wrong doings

    I love myself because Depth — is hard to find

    & Superficial — is depressing and boring

    I love myself because Ik I don’t know it all
    & Im willing to continue learning

    I love myself because I love the world around me

    I love myself because I’m humble and loving

    I love myself because I want to give back & show my appreciation & gratitude to the one who
    —despite my imperfections & flaws—

    still chooses to love me ❤️🙏🏽

    These are some of the reasons why

    I love me

    BeyondMe

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    • Your writing is so heartfelt and so authentic. Your love is powerful. This line stuck out to me a lot “I love myself because I’m willing to wait and sacrifice for all things meant for me” I love that. Your love for yourself will take you to people and places beyond your wildest dreams. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of our f…read more

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    • Beyond Me,

      That was/is very beautiful, impressing, and I actually am trying to write one about me loving myself-just having a hard time…Because I don’t love myself. But all you beautiful artists are encouraging/inspiring me to do so, so thank you from the bottom of my heart, God Bless, and I’m sorry-But I wish I could be with someone like you.…read more

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  • ashraymondjames submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Why do you love yourself?Why do you love yourself? 1 years, 4 months ago

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    An Open Letter To Anybody Ready To Accept Me

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  • Tulips Remind Me to Smile

    I’m lonely because my reflection has no one to hold
    The outline of my ghost seen from air that is cold
    The vacancy used to be home to love so bold
    My reflection used to smile the same way the sun made nature happiness unfold

    But it’s become a mirror of the Jamaican blue waters searching for something tangible in frustration
    Anger has become a raging river of pillowcase tears spilling over the edge of my mind in desperation
    It feels like fire burning my frozen fingertips to ash when my cloudy eyes began to leak precipitation
    I hugged the numbness where my speech completes puzzle, and her fingerprinted lips became my long-forgotten embrace of sensation

    Feelings have been evicted, because complacency in place of self-growth was more stylish
    My living quarters are filled with the residue of erased poetry regrets because love is too expensive to furnish
    I can’t afford to keep falling on this psychological couch only to flood my frustrations and not move forward and allow my purpose to be banished
    Moving sucks, the packing of emotions and unpacking a reality that shares tents of bluish

    So, instead I’ll just jump so I won’t have to ever slip again
    Love doesn’t exist, I said as I got dressed in my final outfit of sin
    I went out to eat for the last supper, fin
    Then drove to the bridge to take a dive to the end

    I jumped and felt the winds of fear flush reality back to my consciousness
    The waves of laughter mist a reminder that life isn’t that bad when our voice says ha ha
    The breeze of memories gives me a taste of moments I kept locked away for safe keeping
    Forgetting where I put the key, like the lost famous recipe

    Depression opens my eyes and I see the weight it bears but when I zoom out, I see my hand pressing down on my shadow causing the darkness to surround me
    I’m falling and I can see the bottom increasing
    The last memory I allow myself to have is: when I bought flowers for myself

    Because the colors help me see the sunshine from the shade or moon from the dark
    The curves remind me of the smile I still own
    Lest I continue to lease short term happiness for joy
    Every time I fall, I witness the natural healing of the body
    Loneliness is walking on eggshells by your heels
    But forgive yourself and the solitude of peace begins to blanket you and I again feel
    I bought flowers to say I love you
    And for that last second, I breathe into death and say life isn’t that bad
    Concrete darkness crashes into dreams
    And my eye lashes rise their rays as I awake to a new day
    Cold panic sweats greet me but remember I can just wipe it away
    I go to the restroom, brush my teeth, and recite my daily affirmations because today is not yesterday
    I love me and add extra icing for the pieces I feel don’t belong
    My heart still beats so I sing my song at the top of my lungs, like I’m in the car by myself
    Some petals have wilted but a new season welcomes the future bloom
    I love me and that’s enough no matter what anyone else thinks
    I love me because God loves me
    p.s. I had to jump to fall in love with myself…

    Roses

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    • Awww you are so right, love yourself no matter what anyone thinks. Keep loving yourself. Keep giving yourself the flowers you deserve. And do not let negativity win, ever. You are wonderful. You deserve to be loved by you. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of The Unsealed family. <3 Lauren

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  • Beyond Me shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 years, 4 months ago

    Happiness 😊

    When you think Happiness — What do you see ?

    For me — Happiness is a lot of different things

    Like finding banana bread in my car from last night

    & realizing — hey cool — now I have a midday snack 😋

    Happiness is noticing I put my keys on the hook

    & the following day not having to run around like a chicken without a head — while I desperately look

    Happiness is the days — I wake up to a clean room

    & the days my son gets ready — without step by step instruction — on what he needs to do

    Happiness is his comical personality —
    a free in house comedian — just for mommy

    He still cost me a fortune — but that’s ok
    Mommy thinks he’s worth it

    Happiness is arriving to my destination on time

    Or watching the kids playing soccer outside

    Happiness is a mani pedi night
    & tik tok time with my beautiful niece

    Happiness is watching lifetime movies
    with my mom — (even tho they traumatize me)

    — Or her guilt-fully admitting to me
    she gave a stranger — a good chunk of money

    Happiness looks different for everybody

    Some ppl think happiness is only in the future
    While others may only see it in the past

    There’s been times — I’ve been both those people
    but I no longer wanna be like that

    I feel the sooner we learn to release the idea of happiness being anywhere but now

    The sooner we unlock the chains — that have held us hostage

    & blinded us from the blessings — we currently
    have right now

    So I look around at my now — and I think about all the things I currently have — that make me happy

    & suddenly the things I don’t yet have — start to slip my mind

    Not because I don’t want them anymore
    but because obsessing over it — is unhealthy

    So just incase I start to forget my blessings
    I jot them down to revisit them

    & I remind myself that happiness is not a perfect situation or timeframe

    Happiness is a way of liven

    So I try to be happy —
    minute by minute — hour by hour — day by day
    if I have to

    Until happy moments
    turn into happy days again

    Ik it’s easier said than done
    — I also struggle with it

    Some situations make it hard to live happy each moment

    — like a sudden loss or separation
    Or being in an abusive relationship

    Identity theft — sudden illnesses — You name it

    But I spent a lot of years of life carrying the weight of burdens that weren’t mine to carry

    Not because these things didn’t happen to me
    — Because they did

    But because I tried to control things that were out of my control — instead of letting go

    Letting go is hard — I know

    But it’s freeing 🦅

    So I put my worries up on a shelf — let them worry about themselves

    — & redirect my focus to something else

    Like listening to my brother telling me — he successfully completed a mission

    Wether I’d be — home remodeling
    or that he recently replaced a transmission

    I don’t understand what he says to me half the time but I’m happy to listen

    Happiness is the sun setting in in front my eyes
    or in my cars — rear view mirror

    Happiness is — long curly hair & colored eyes
    on that one stranger — who helped me heal

    Happiness is my sitter & I playing rumikub
    Or my sons sister finally telling me — I love you too

    Happiness is watching a father interact w his son
    & heal the inner child in him — that never had one

    Happiness is the smile I see on my granny — while giving her a gel mani

    Even more so — watching her regain her strength after amputation — & learning how to walk again w her prosthetic

    Happiness is — my friends famous enchiladas
    Her venting to me — all pissed off
    Or us having a self care day — with an amazing massage

    Happiness is a good talk with a stranger
    Or a God answered prayer

    At times — happiness is receiving peace
    in exchange for the ones — unanswered

    Happiness is changing the situation when it no longer makes you happy

    Or changing your perspective on it
    — if that’s not an option

    Happiness is listening to
    (Reckless love)

    Or finding a safe place to express myself & my feelings like — theunsealed.com

    Happiness sometimes means to hold on

    While other times happinesss means to let go

    Happiness may look different for everyone else tho

    This is just some of my happiness
    summarized into a short little poem 💙

    BeyondMe

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    • I love how expansive this poem is! It’s obvious you really put a lot of effort and love into this poem and I feel like you were telling a story. The humour made this feel very personal 🙂

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