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vizo2123 submitted a contest entry to
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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.
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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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Thank youu so much!! i appreciate it!
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beyondme submitted a contest entry to
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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 — unknownIt’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 beenTo let you have — a sweet taste
of my most — sour days — can be unsettlingUnsettling — to say the least
Sometimes you can tell still —
when my body’s — tremblingOr when my voice — shakes
But I learned — to simply just
— trust the processin exchange — the power — I’ve gained
Is — CourageWhat 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 longI 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 goneI 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 trippingI 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 — thatRestored the hope back in my heart — that for years — I have lacked
& that — even on the days
When I felt — most aloneI never truly was — cause God
Neverrrr — Let Me — GoI learned that — when God promised
to make a beautiful story out of meHe in fact — did not fold
Even tho at times — it felt like
my time was being wastedIt was simply just — a beautiful story
— still — in the makingAll I gotta do now — is continue to let him take the lead
& not forget — like Miley Cyrus — always said
— It’s the climbSo I’ll keep on climbing
I’ll be patient Lord 🙏🏽
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This is absolutely beautiful. I Love this part, “But I learned — to simply just
— trust the processin 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
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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…
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Thank you for your vulnerability and transparency a story worth sharing!
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Yo! I love this! Such weight in each word and each line. Also, I’m a former addicts as well so this is very relatable. I say good work, man!
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
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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,
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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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jablonskymatthewgmail-com submitted a contest entry to
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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,
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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
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candi39 submitted a contest entry to
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jablonskymatthewgmail-com submitted a contest entry to
Write about a time you didn’t give up 1 years, 3 months ago
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.
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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
What is your ”perfect day?” 1 years, 3 months ago
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roses shared a letter in the
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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
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Dear Roses,
Your words show me so much pride and self love. You are strong and confident. Great to read your positivity!Shelley
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Thank you for your kindness!
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db-cooper shared a letter in the
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roses shared a letter in the
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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
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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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Thank you so much for the love and reading my work !
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roses shared a letter in the
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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
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Dear Roses,
Your words are so romantic and sweet. I really like when you say the hold you like tie space between us is trying to escape. How creative!Shelley
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Thank you =] so much for reading leaving kindness!
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Ash Raymond James shared a letter in the
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db-cooper submitted a contest entry to
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vizo2123 submitted a contest entry to
Why do you love yourself? 1 years, 4 months ago
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
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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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Thank you so much!!! Im so very grateful to be apart of the unsealed family.
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beyondme submitted a contest entry to
Why do you love yourself? 1 years, 4 months ago
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 processI 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 learningI 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
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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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I’ve just honestly never had so many thoughts, feelings and emotions to deal with as I do now-and I don’t know how to process them all.
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ashraymondjames submitted a contest entry to
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roses submitted a contest entry to
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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 unfoldBut 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 sensationFeelings 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 bluishSo, 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 endI 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 recipeDepression 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 myselfBecause 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
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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
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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 mommyHe still cost me a fortune — but that’s ok
Mommy thinks he’s worth itHappiness 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 nieceHappiness 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 moneyHappiness looks different for everybody
Some ppl think happiness is only in the future
While others may only see it in the pastThere’s been times — I’ve been both those people
but I no longer wanna be like thatI 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 nowSo 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 unhealthySo 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 toUntil happy moments
turn into happy days againIk it’s easier said than done
— I also struggle with itSome situations make it hard to live happy each moment
— like a sudden loss or separation
Or being in an abusive relationshipIdentity 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 didBut 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 transmissionI 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 mirrorHappiness is — long curly hair & colored eyes
on that one stranger — who helped me healHappiness is my sitter & I playing rumikub
Or my sons sister finally telling me — I love you tooHappiness is watching a father interact w his son
& heal the inner child in him — that never had oneHappiness 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 massageHappiness is a good talk with a stranger
Or a God answered prayerAt times — happiness is receiving peace
in exchange for the ones — unansweredHappiness is changing the situation when it no longer makes you happy
Or changing your perspective on it
— if that’s not an optionHappiness 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
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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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