Jasmine Williams
An emerging poet and writer.
I am not alone
One of the hardest truths for me to believe is that I am not alone. There are moments when I know and believe it but I think more times than not, I forget.
Your patience with me Smooth, flows over every hard “no” Dismantles every “please stop” Sees the fear behind those words For hugs never did me any harm Kisses on the shoulder, arm or
i cannot seem to balance i find myself swaying right to left left to right, center does not seem to exist. i am floating. in and out of focus. how did i get
there is no disguise, no camouflage needed eyes can see but they do not perceive. it is a smile, placed on the face of a body so exhausted by pleasing it seems genuine.
Me and responsibility have a strained relationship. Ever since I could remember I was deemed the "responsible one" in my family. I wore that title. Expressed mostly in expectations as opposed to in
no plans were made. no dates were set. no new conversations were had. no times were set. no preparations were made. nothing was set in stone. yet you came. you are coming. life
holding on
this rope is breaking i can feel it still i hold on to a rope weathered by worry and doubt by fear and uncertainty for they are the only things that frequent me
Displaced but not Misplaced
Displace [https://www.thefreedictionary.com/displaced]: to move, shift, or force from the usual place or position Misplace [https://www.thefreedictionary.com/misplace]: to put into a wrong place These past few months
i want to know home, climb its staircase and open its cabinets, wash its windows and open its blinds, unlock its safety and close off abandon i wonder, do the floorboards creek in
trees sway in no breeze no gust or sweet push where has wind gone out of a body once so full it has found no home from whence to blow yet these trees
I am...
Tender. I was sitting in a counseling session not too long ago and after sharing some information, I heard words I had never heard anyone use when describing me. I heard "she is
Die to Self | Live for Christ
I grew up in church and have heard the term "die to self" many times. I have even read it in the bible. I don't think I have ever been in a place
Not Okay | It is Okay
All spilled out Emptied and void Taken and given in the same breath What is left? when the world told me to smile, i smiled. when the world told me to jump, i
how does the wind know where to blow? who showed the ocean how to dance and greet? when did the trees learn to bow? who gave birds the knowledge to soar? how did

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