Difficult Selection

One must be more selective who is allowed to affect his or her life. 

It’s okay to allow yourself to be persnickety with your inner circle. 

It’s acceptable to screen the people entering your life on the daily. 

Be difficult. Be cautious. Be persnickety.

It’s your life!

It warrants looking sideways for a moment or turning your nose up to the garbage that is fed to your soul by people who are not legitimate in their intentions with the goodness in your life.

Your destination does not have to end with chaos. 

Breathe yourself in and choose to be persnickety with the welfare of your subconscious. 

You deserve it!

Grounded Happily

It’s funny how time changes when you are alone. Sometimes it flows slower because you are not racing to make anyone else happy anymore. You can take a moment to breathe in a deep breath, and that breath revives your inner-self and soul. It feels so good that even your bones feel free of release from pain, stress, worry, and anxiety. You feel loose rather than the tightness of glue on your skin. Alone feels like freedom when you allow yourself to feel truly in your own skin and space that belongs only to you. You feel grounded. Your soul regroups. Then you’re able to feel surrounded by you and feel like you’re not alone anymore. 

Finding Amy

I wanna be the one who can be happy.

I wanna breathe myself in deeply. 

There’s room for me to love the person I am. 

Without consent or consequence from him, her, you, or them. 

I am worth the time I extend to learning who I am and where I fit into this cruel world. 

My eyes reflect back to myself as if they were jeweled. 

My needing has been rendered pointless. 

The argument to keep me must be relentless. 

The feeling of love should be mutual and unique. 

Like a romance of light bouncing off the window of the corner boutique. 

What say you of me?  I really don’t care. 

This isn’t about you… As I flash you a blank stare. 

I am loving me now to the best they took away. 

My loyalty to not dwindle as I’m here to stay. 

I have to find myself without anyone else to help. 

The one that I will be open to will need to scream or yelp. 

To those that broke me, I’m finding my way back. 

You didn’t win against me… I picked up your slack.

Getting Me Back

I don’t remember the day that I knew it was over. 

I do remember the pain leaving my heart like lightning. 

My aching shoulders felt lighter than a leaf falling from the tree. I felt free.

After I carried too much for too long, I could breathe without angering him anymore. 

I could be me without consequences. 

I had back the power that I gifted to him. 

I took back my heart to heal it from so many tears. Unnecessary tears from unnecessary pain because the pain inflicted upon me was not my own.

It was his, and now my pain is only mine to heal.