by Olivia Moore | Feb 9, 2023 | Lesson of The Day, poems, Poetry
There’s an inner voice fighting to be heard
but there is a layer of sadness that drowns it out
A layer of lies that causes me to listen to the voice of doubt
What do you do when you’re too tired to fight?
When everything feels loud …even when the house is quiet at night
What do you do when you just want to sleep?
When your prayers go unanswered when you pray to the Lord your soul to keep…
Some nights I feel as if I’m drowning
Choking on the tears from the internal crying…
I know I’m not alone
Sometimes I find comfort in the rain sounds emitting from my phone
I know these feelings will soon pass
Gotta put this body in motion
I have to learn how to embrace all of this
instead of judging myself
or seeing the quickest distraction
Candy Crush won’t do…
Neither will mindless scrolling
I gotta inhale exhale
instead of trying to contain the breath I’m holding….
Surrender and rest
by Olivia Moore | Jun 24, 2019 | poems, Poetry, Postpartum
Usually, I just post my poem with little to no discussion about the inspiration or meaning behind it. My last few poems have been about depression and each time that I write, my goal is to find the light in the moment or be a light for others. This poem was written during a moment where I was finding my way out of a dark space.
Felt myself coming apart at the seams long time ago
Didn’t stop to take a breath
Always had to be on the go
No time to stop or yield
Didn’t allow myself to take inventory of how I feel
One day I asked for a break
Eventually, I broke
Unable to do nothing more than cry
Unspoken words caused me to choke
Chakras misaligned
Crying out for help
But no one could see my mind
Therapist recommended medication
But I decided to try meditation
I’m learning how to breathe
A much more difficult task than anyone would believe
Don’t sleep in the power of the inhale exhale
It can save you from burning in your own internal hell
Inhale until your chest fully rises
Hold it
And release anything that compromises
Protect your sanity and energy
I’m starting to feel alive again
The path is starting to clear
I’m starting to see me
by Olivia Moore | May 21, 2019 | Mom, poems, Poetry, Postpartum
Yesterday was my first day back at work and it honestly went very well. By night time sadness hit me outta nowhere. I wrote this poem in an attempt to get through it.
At the end of the day
I gotta stand in my own
Face the things that burden me all alone
Everyone tries to assure me and remind me that a whole universe has my back
But that nigga ain’t here or don’t hear when I ask for help to get back on track
6-week old baby
Still trying to feel a new version of sane
Fighting all of this heaviness coursing through my veins
All while my face holds a smile
People happy to see me cause I’ve been gone for a while
Partnership or not this battle is on me
I have to change my perception of reality
Most days deep down I know that all is well
But at this moment I feel like I’m laying in hell
Too numb to break a sweat
Soul growing cold enough to survive
All while the crowd cheers keep hope alive
Have you ever been surrounded by people that cheer you on and advise you on what to do?
Wishing you had someone who could be you for you?
Deep inside I want someone to be me for me
Be there to do all that they can to show me how to get free
Be there to just sit and comfort me
Without me having to ask or beg or hope that they want to be there for me
I swear these poems are getting repetitive
Same message different words
Maybe one day they will be more than just liked
But heard …
by Olivia Moore | Apr 24, 2019 | poems, Poetry
No one talks about how life will change
How a new beautiful baby brings change
Wanna breastfeed?
Don’t forget your nursing bra, nursing pads and don’t forget to track how much water you’ve had …
Broccoli gives y’all both gas
It’s 3 am and everyone else is asleep
Sitting on the side of the bed allowing myself to weep
For the first 2 weeks make sure you get your rest.
Eat when she eats, and sleeping when she sleeps is what’s best …
Some days are easier than others
I can admit at times that I want to take my frustrations out on my lover
I remind myself to step back and meditate
And be cautious about the decisions that I make
Family and friends shower the baby with blessings
Everyone flocks with ooohs and awws
You damn right she’s cute
But when things get real my phone is mute
I appreciate those who text just to check on me
There’s much more to motherhood than what the eye can see
Your partner is the one who is supposed to be there to ALWAYS have your back
But that’s not reality and most times there’s no one there to pick up the slack
We are all human and have our own crosses to bare
So understand that there’s no one someone else can always be there
There’s no such thing as getting it all right
So let’s stop letting the quest for perfection keep us up late at night
The best thing I can do is to ditch the idea of perfection
Be patient with myself and others and take note of the daily lessons
We have access to everything we need and desire
But we keep adding gas and doubt to the fear fire
Breathe
Be still and know
Enjoy the journey
Continue to grow …:
by Olivia Moore | Jan 7, 2019 | poems, Poetry
Anger Management
I don’t want to be angry
Don’t want to be emotional
But somehow the rage takes over
My chest get tight
This shit ain’t right
Don’t want to feel like this any more
0 to 100 in the blink of an eye
No matter how many deep breaths I try
So the only way to release the steam
Is to let it liquefy from my eyes
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale
Exhale let the tears flow
Find your center
Find a focus
Let it all go!
by Olivia Moore | Jan 6, 2019 | poems, Poetry
Constantly being told that yall get no love from Black women
Cause niggas ain’t shit
Makes it hard for the ones who got nothing but love for you to not tap out and quit
Ain’t my fault if you believe the lies
Especially if you have an exception to your truth in front of your eyes
My back ain’t strong enough to make up for the perspectives of the majority
Getting fed up with hearing that I’m the minority !
Well brotha treat me as such!
Tell me if that’s asking too much
Queen
Black wOman
Strongest beings I know
Were not put here solely to support while you grow!
We both got healing to do !
It makes it impossible when we are abandoned when we are trying our best to show you how much we love you !
Can’t let the brokenness you feel cut holes in my heart!
Can’t let my emotions tear us apart !
There’s so much work to do !
Shit gotta happen whether it’s with or without you !
