My heart is my muse my blood is my ink my pain is my pen my words are my healing.
JEN HOLLYMy heart is my muse my blood is my ink my pain is my pen my words are my healing.
JEN HOLLYHow can you be so unconditional when I speak of my dreams but yet so conditional in your love for me.
JEN HOLLYBeing an empath is a gift – at the same time, you also carry the weight of the world.
JEN HOLLYThrough poems, I speak the language of my soul and the emotions of my body onto paper.
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 HOLLYI will always meet you with kindness.
JEN HOLLYFriendships made rejections laid follows stayed unfollows played saves surmount algorithm count Instagram disses and emoji kisses.
JEN HOLLYThe shelter is where I am when I am with myself.
JEN HOLLYI have emptied myself of a heavy burden today lifted it out of my body and placed it down its not the end but it’s a beginning.
JEN HOLLYBeneath this skin beneath these bones beneath this blood I exist.
JEN HOLLYWhy do I push up against the ones who will not have me like a wave pushing its way on the sand when my people are in the ocean and we naturally flow to protect each other.
JEN HOLLYYou are whole and complete all on your own everything you need is within you peel away the layers come home.
JEN HOLLYThis is a poem about love its absence is merely an optical illusion.
JEN HOLLYListen to the heart to its beat in time words are no match for what is spoken in the heart’s rhyme.
JEN HOLLYI remind myself what I desire in another is myself undiscovered.
JEN HOLLYOur lives are now changed forced a new we start again it’s all we can do.
JEN HOLLY