Poems from a shattered heart


So I was given an assignment in my American Lit class to write 4 pages of a short story or poetry. Somehow I’ve ended up writing poetry for the first time since high school and I’m saddened to report that they’re ALL about the divorce. *sigh* Just when you think you’re moving past your subconscious pulls you back in.

Does anyone else write poetry to help with their feelings?

Bright eyes

Chasing stormy skies

I’m only me


Quiet and shy

Seeking a love that lets me fly

I’m only me


Bruised and broken

Left with strength as my token

I’m only me


You brought me down

I put on that gown

I wasn’t me


Your lies caught up to you

Can’t believe what you put me through

Now it’s only me

And I am FREE



I’m sorry it’s too late


Too many tears

My worst fears

Not enough years


You did it to me

You did it to us

Sorry baby but I still hate you


They’re gone from my arms

Never my heart

Wish it had been you

To forever depart


Stuck in my heard

Awake and sleeping

You haunt me even when I’m dreaming


Want to move on

Out of the past

Can’t seem to let go

I don’t want to want you anymore


Take your memories

Take your pain

You already took me




Do you rip wings off of butterflies

Or just break hearts along your path of



Was my head hidden in the clouds

Or did you just deceive me with your



Did you expect me to follow

Or just pretend you aren’t a



Where did you learn to separate your soul

Or did you forget to believe in




Grab my attention with that silly grin

Pulling me down

Drawing me in


Left my life in this town

Twist and spin

I’m in a gown


Days spent dreaming

Not who you pretended to be

To be left alone and careening


Today would have been my 4th anniversary. Know the weird thing? I’m actually okay today. I spent this day last year a hot mess, crying, avoiding people, and just generally being miserable. Today I kicked ass at my nursing skills practice, laughed with friends and now I’m about to sit and study. I truly could not ask for a better life and today just makes me even more grateful my past is behind me.



Finally back to school today. I only had 4 days off but it felt far longer. I can’t believe how much I missed school. For all that I slept maybe 3 hours last night I couldn’t wait to go to school today.

I missed my friends. I missed my routine. I even missed driving in my car (it’s quiet unlike my house). But the best part was getting to wear my scrubs for the first time!!! I officially feel like a nursing student. I may have already been in school for 6 months but somehow it feels more real now.

But now I’m off to bed because I have to be up early again. I love my life!


The Place; The Sunshine



It’s finals week which automatically means STRESS! But to me, the stress and cramming, studying and yet more stress, just means that I am on my way to my future. Every struggle is a step closer to the light at the end of the tunnel; to sunshine in my beautiful future. I am on my way to the place I am meant to be. The place I am designing out of my own hard work. The place I’m working hard to get.