Rest

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Expect nothing good to happen in your life for a while. This will eventually pass, and you will be you again as you take every painful hour to hurt, to bleed, and to eventually—heal. The only thing you need now more than anything is to rest.

Death, Grief & Loss Poetry

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Confessions of a Wallflower, my debut poetry collection, is #30 in death, grief & loss poetry! Thank you so much to everyone who purchased. It means so much. ❤  

This piece of my soul is available here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859

Mental Health Awareness Month

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It’s National Mental Health Awareness Month. 

Confessions of a Wallflower is a collection of poetry, prose, quotes, and personal journals that talks about my own experiences with mental illness, self-love, love, loss, and healing when I was 19 years old. It’s a journey to pain, sorrow, and suffering where the only destination is hope.

This piece of my soul is available for sale here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859 ✿

I’m Trying

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I hate my face.
But I’m trying to find the beauty and love in it.
By getting the haircut I want.
By facial treatments and diamond peels.
By going to the dentist to get my teeth fixed.

 
I hate my body.
But I’m trying to find the beauty and love in it.
By running five miles a day and eating healthy food.
By getting a massage once a month and a body scrub.
By trying not to smoke too much.

 
I hate my brain.
But I’m trying to find the beauty and love in it.
By seeking help from psychiatrists and psychologists.
By taking my medications every day as required.
By believing that there’s always hope.

 
I hate myself, but I’m trying to love me one day.