Gray Area

I’m hoping my intuition will tell me if I got it wrong or right.

My faith is broken.

My heart is hardened,

I find myself unable to pardon a soul for even the tiniest of sins.

I’m a hypocrite because I need my own wrongdoings wiped away.

How ironic,” The devil whispers in my ear, pure amusement in his tone.

-N

Coming Soon

Hello everyone!
It’s been a while, but I’m still here. My podcast was forced to go on a hiatus due to my own personal issues but I’m pleased to say that I am coming back! And expanding my podcast to more than poetry. Still working out the kinks but I hope that you guys like it and will follow and listen if interested. Anyway, Just wanted to let you know I’m still here.

-N

…Finally

It took some time,

Lost friends and family along the way, and it made me realize,

What’s important.

It took a lot of self-reflection,

Periods of not knowing,

To understand that I do know.

Thirty-one seems like a small feat to some,

But to me I’ve lived for enough lifetimes to come.

-N

Mind

It’s back.

That mental fog I hate so much.

It distracts me from what’s important.

I can’t focus, or I’m too focused.

The negatives are blown up exponentially.

The positives aren’t as great as I’d like them to be.

I’m low on energy.

I’m nervous, and anxious and-

I can’t say the next part.

I might be judged for that.

-N