POEM

There was a time 

I thought I was strong

My armor thins

Weakens with age

Dispersion and assaults 

Although distant and silent

Rage

A storm on the horizon

Days count down

Eyes downcast 

Flesh gives way

To final rest

Void of wrongs

~jk ©

Juliet

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SINGLE STEP 365 ~ DAY 151

DAY 151

Be strong.

You are enough.

Believe and you will. 

It all sounds so cliche but there is truth in those statements. Sometimes in the struggle to believe we can we find out that we could all along.

It’s not always easy, and sometimes it’s a battle and it hurts, but hang in there. Don’t give up.

As time ebbs and flows so do these moments. 

Juliet

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Single Step 365 ~ Write Your Life DAY 138

DAY 138

MENTAL HEALTH MONTH

                National Suicide      

                Prevention 

                800 273 8255

                It’s Ok Not To Be Ok 

                     💚💛❤💙💚

YOU ARE NOT ALONE. There are people who care. Please reach out if you need someone to talk to.

Juliet

#staystrong #youarenotalone #mentalhealthmonth #suicideprevention #tellme #reachout #listen #itsok

SINGLE STEP 365 ~ DAY 121

DAY 121

The death of Amy Bleuel side swiped me. She was a light in this dark world. She gave people hope, the belief that they mattered, and that their feelings were important. Since I learned of her passing, the idea of posting these 365 day posts seemed… unimportant. In my sadness, I realized I may be closer to my purpose than I ever have been.  The thing about purpose is that it can cause tension, pain, and nervousness. I’m not sure exactly where, how, or in what ways this blog will continue, but it will continue. Emotional turmoil and trauma is real. For too many people. Just because we can’t see it doesn’t mean it doesn’t cut to the core with razor accuracy. Amy’s passing was a collision of trauma, pain, and truth. Today I give my voice permission to speak and carry on, in some small way, her vision. So bear with me. My blog is still about writing words on the page, following my dream of being a writer, but now will also be about pulling words from the dust and depths of the unspoken and allow them to be heard.

You are not alone.

Juliet