Challenges: Panic Attack

Standing in the center of my shower shaking, unable to stand up straight any longer. Trying to grip a slippery bathroom wall I forced myself to turn off the water. Forced myself to get out. I felt like every fiber in me was going to fall to the ground. Soaking wet I stumbled to my … Continue reading Challenges: Panic Attack

One Day

When my words no longer express the emotions within When I no longer ache for you When the tears run dry and my heart says your name less When that day comes, the one day I feel at peace without you I want you to know that it took every fiber in my body to … Continue reading One Day

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I spent a chunk of my life living for someone else that I forgot what living for myself meant. I learned that lesson when the person I was living for, was no longer mine to live through. Everything I knew, was no longer accessible to me. What were the basic requirements to live for yourself? … Continue reading Page 407

Day 147 Without You

It's hard, when tomorrow is never promised nor should be taken for granted but I can't help but waste away a day hoping tomorrow never comes, for it's another day without you. And, I know, I deserve more. And, I know... if someone wanted to be with you, they would be. It's never that simple … Continue reading Day 147 Without You

Want and Need

I'm aware I don't need you and that I simply want you, I can survive without you. However... the way I spin out of control; crave and demand, yearn and feel pain, unwavering emotions I cannot contain... tells me, you're more than a want, less than a forever need J. Saunders

Letting Go

I'm having a hard time understanding what we're supposed to be verses what we are. I suppose, I wish we didn't have to let go of the people or things that make us happy. Even if they were here only to teach us a lesson... I am having a hard time understanding, I may have … Continue reading Letting Go

My Words

My words always get me in trouble, in conversation or poetry I’ve never truly been strong with open communication because of this Though my poetry then is more profound... I’ve often mended hearts back together, even if mine was broken   08.24.18 @ 1:38 pm Love Notes, J. Saunders