lists

lately i’ve found myself making lists.
one for today, another for tomorrow,
and yet another for someday
when things get better
but even that’s just a lie
as everything
around me
collapses.

too many deaths, too many regrets
too many fights, too much bitterness
all i can do is right the ship and hold on
no room for weakness

but this heart is too soft, too kind
hopeful that things will get better
and that people will return to kindness
and maybe a little bit of
understanding
even as reality tells me
it’s just a dream.

for there’ve been too many lies,
too much manipulation, so many threats to take in
that all i can do is hope that my heart holds on
and find strength within.

favor

can you do me a favor right now?
it won’t take long, I promise

stand in front of a mirror and tell me
what you see and be honest

maybe you’re seeing the wrinkles on your brow
or those laugh lines you hate so much

maybe you’re noticing gray roots along your hairline
or that your skin’s no longer smooth to the touch

maybe you’re seeing extra curves that shouldn’t be there
or your skin’s starting to sag it’s pitiful

maybe you’re thinking you’ve changed so much
and that you used to be so young and beautiful

but can you pause for a while with your thoughts
and look at your reflection with a softer gaze

allow a touch of kindness to sink in
let wisdom settle through the haze

for you are beautiful inside and out
with a lifetime of experience to draw from

you are amazing, you are worthy
you are as strong in spirit as they come

there’s so much more i want to say
maybe when you’re ready you can choose the words

like daring, feisty, and courageous
a woman living on her own terms

sure, you’ve stumbled and fallen
and then there’s the betrayal and heartache

but you are much stronger than he will ever know
and you’ll learn from every mistake

so when you look at that woman in the mirror again
i hope you take a step closer and say hello

for she is tough and downright amazing
and she’s the most beautiful woman I know.

full moon

it was quiet last night as i stood outside
looking up at the full moon
i could hear the wind blow through the trees
autumn leaves whispering their wistful tune

something about you and me
somehow finding our way through the din
about broken hearts and the strong souls
that lie deep within

in his eyes

his voice is like silk and whiskey
so smooth and oh so heady
bass tones breaking through the walls
i’ve carefully built around me

and when he says the things
i desperately need to hear
that i’m beautiful and that i matter
suddenly there’s nothing to fear

i’ll believe him for as long as I can
for this girl needs a little help now and then
to remember just how strong she really is
in a world filled with boys and wicked men

so keep whispering in my ear
share the world that you see
so i can see it too and know
that some days it’s okay to simply be

strong and beautiful
sometimes vulnerable
perfectly imperfect and
in your eyes, unstoppable