Being an empath is a gift – at the same time, you also carry the weight of the world.
JEN HOLLYBeing an empath is a gift – at the same time, you also carry the weight of the world.
JEN HOLLYEven my tears fall for you.
JEN HOLLYI am both mud and lotus but, my love you only see the mud.
JEN HOLLYMy path to healing is only unto me I let it take me where I need to go.
JEN HOLLYWhy do I paint a happy face every single holiday when they are a stinging reminder of what and who is absent.
JEN HOLLYWe were – one. I was closer to you than anyone – ever. So tightly bound. You breathed for me and I lived in you.
JEN HOLLYI remind myself what I desire in another is myself undiscovered.
JEN HOLLYI want to be loved so I try to be you then I realize what I see in you is in the mirror looking back at me.
JEN HOLLYThrough poems, I speak the language of my soul and the emotions of my body onto paper.
JEN HOLLYHow can you be so unconditional when I speak of my dreams but yet so conditional in your love for me.
JEN HOLLYI still have hope that one day someone will love all of me – from the hallelujahs right down to the hallows.
JEN HOLLYI will always meet you with kindness.
JEN HOLLYThere came that day in mid-July I never saw it coming I don’t know why house empty and you gone you imprinted my heart with that Leonard Cohen song.
JEN HOLLYAll this time I knew I needed some really good therapy and I found it – in poetry.
JEN HOLLYMy love you are, magic in the mountains moonlight on the meadow mantras at midnight, and molecules of my heart.
JEN HOLLYYou took my heart, hope, love, and trust when you left but you gave me good poetry.
JEN HOLLY