Maybe life is a work in progress,

Slow to see results, miracles not abundant.

Maybe life is a lot of waiting and wishing,

Wading through the muddy water

Before you reach your dreams.

Maybe life is little moments strung together of joy and sadness, of waiting and then receiving.

Maybe, life is simply a jumbled, beautiful mess.


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The ocean sparkled and glittered, calming waves flowing to and fro.

The sand was cold but nice under our feet, a slight breeze in the evening.

Falling sun in the sky surrounded by pink hues

Where we married, basically just us two.

Tuxedo and lace gown,

Nothing too fancy, imperfectness bonding us together. ❤


Photo from, by YangSunmo


Love has strung together days, moments of

happiness for me.

Years went by without much of anything–

until we met.

Smiles, laughter, adventure, the newness of a newfound love.

I trace the days of “us” in your smile.


Photo from, by AnnaER

via Daily Prompt: Trace


Falling like a snowflake,

melting in the spring

I pry my eyes wide open

to feel the familiar emptiness.

It’s in my heart

It’s in my conscious

Maybe it’s always been there.

Emptiness is all encompassing,

swallowing me whole like a snake

eating it’s first meal of the day.

Continue reading “EMPTINESS ADRIFT”


In honor of May being Mental Health Awareness month, I was inspired to write this poem as my first Daily Prompt post.

My mind,

utterly numb and drained,

restless sleep

plaguing my being,

I descend into chaotic melancholy

that is depression

and anxiety.

The two devils sitting on my shoulder–

one screaming don’t care,

the other forcing worries into my ears Continue reading “MY MIND”