by Olivia Moore | Dec 17, 2018 | poems, Poetry
Some days I tell myself it’s all worth it
Other days I want to let go and give up
Would I cry so much if I wasn’t on bed rest ?
How do you know when you’ve had enough?
Most days I battle with constant eating and hormones
Everyday I feel alone
Wishing I had someone who truly enjoys doing more than sending texts to my phone
Quality time without my invite
Turns my wrongs to rights
Wish this experience
didn’t feel like a prison sentence
The blessing comes at the end
But this journey ain’t easy
I can’t pretend
Days filled with business and work
Life ends when that sun sets
Body filled with tightness
Mind swims in regrets
My dreams won’t let me forget
Vivid moments feel like reality
Someone please tell me what I can do to comfort me
by Olivia Moore | Dec 12, 2018 | poems, Poetry
The feelings return
Eyes burn
Mind spinning
Decline beginning
Do I fight it or let it roam free?
What the fuck is wrong with me ?
Don’t gotta dig to deep to see that in not happy
Feeling trapped and it’s harder to breathe
Just want to feel like me
Just want to smile at the reflection that I see
God renew my energy
Depletion
But I press forward until my tasks find completion
Robotic motions from day to day
Monotony isn’t the way
by Olivia Moore | Dec 6, 2018 | poems, Poetry, Uncategorized
No one expects him to hurt when the covenant is broken
Stay strong ! Don’t cry ! Not one sad word is to be spoken
Real men don’t hurt
It’s his job to provide and protect the kids and her
But what happens when she walks away?
No one ever asks him if he’s ok
He’s expected to carry on with his day
Don’t forget to take care of the kids
He will figure out how to survive !
Eat sleep and breathe without truly feeling alive !
He’s numb….
So he cries when he’s alone
Wishing
Hoping
Praying that someone would call
Or at least pick up their phone
He’s internally screaming!
He’s crying out!
Someone please help him out!
Misdiagnosed with anxiety and depression
Weed is his only protection
Thoughts temporarily leave him be
He wakes up everyday
Robotic
Hoping to one day be set free
What’s the cure for a broken heart ?
Someone please tell me…
by Olivia Moore | Nov 23, 2018 | poems, Poetry
You spend years thinking you have a clue
Holidays and traditions and routines are set in stone for you
Until it isn’t… then what do you do?
Do you get to force things to be how they used to be?
Do you focus on one year at a time?
Be present in your present reality
This will Be year 3 of semi-lonely holidays
Fighting myself from reverting to old ways
Pushing myself to travel to see family
Instead of taking the time to spend with me
Kids are with their other halves
Co-parenting can be a blessing
So no need for stressing
The kids have a chance to receive more love
Manifestations from my words that were sent above
Once again is me and he
Trying to get a handle on all that we see
Baby bop growing inside of me
Invites from new family
When will I see that I have a choice
I’m free
by Olivia Moore | Nov 21, 2018 | poems, Poetry
Sit right here while I unpack
Here hold this
And this
Oh and don’t forget that
I’m so grateful that you have my back
I’m feeling better
Gotta go
I may or may not come back
by Olivia Moore | Nov 20, 2018 | poems, Poetry, Uncategorized
Instead of chasing high vibrations
I’m taking a moment to be in the now
Gotta fight this heavy feeling that I feel somehow
Quickly feel myself backing away
Trying to muster up enough energy to play
It’s hard to have fun when you’re low
It’s hard to find joy in the midst of growth
It’s up to you to decide
Are you going to choose happiness
Or continue to let it hide ?
Spread your wings and fly.
