We Are In This Together (Poem)

Forever by your side.
Standing with you, not in front or behind.
Together, we walk until it is time to make our own path.
Stronger than ever, we will make it through anything.

No matter what a fight was about,
or the hurtful words that were said,
even if sorry may not be enough,
a stronger bond is created.

My heart breaks from just knowing,
that someday you will see what's really happening.
For now, I'll hold you in my arms
because we are in this together.

When you want to cry, I will be here.
When you burst into laughter, I will laugh too.
When you sing, we can sing together.
When you are afraid of falling, I'll be there to catch you.

kj- 1/18/15

It Doesn't Matter What They Say (Poem)

Looking beyond the mirror,

past the comments and remarks.

Further than what is seen,

envisioning how you feel about yourself.

Not ignoring what you really look like,

acknowledging the fact that you aren't what you see.

Knowing that you want to be different,

regardless of what shows on the outside.

Either the mirror is lying,

or you are lying to yourself.

It doesn't have to be either one, really.

As long as you accept yourself as you are.

If you want to change, then do it for you.

Remain true to yourself and your image.

Inner beauty is just as powerful as outer beauty.

Become the reflection, don't let it become you.

kj-1/18/15

Don't Forget Who You Are (Poem)

You think you know someone,
and that's when you realize something.
Once you really start to think about it,
it all becomes pretty clear after awhile.

The liars stand out,
along with the backstabbers and haters.
You learn to let go though
because it's only you knows the truth.

Getting caught up in the moment,
is all it really takes to go blind.
Becoming distracted by friendships
that never should have happened.

That's when you realized it...
when you thought you knew someone.
The part that is clear, you didn't know them...
you just simply forgot who you were.

Sitting by the Fireplace (Poem)

Was it all just a dream,
or a nightmare in disguise?
The pain... it feels so real,
as if I were wide awake.

Sitting by the fireplace,
staring blankly at the flames.
Losing myself in so many thoughts,
of what was, and may never be.

The warmth of the fire,
temporarily warming my body...
but it will never be hot enough
to warm my heart or soul.

My mind, exhausted with constant thought
never ceasing to stay silent for too long.
Unlike the flames that will simply burn out,
only to have to start all over again.

kj - 1/15/15