Sadness is my friend, my foe

free verse, freeform, Mindfulness, photography, poetry, urban photography, Well Being

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Sadness is my friend, my foe.
Sometimes I can sit with it and let it be.
Other times it bubbles to the surface and boils over,
leaving a mess in its wake.
I let myself be consumed by it,
rather than fighting the urge to control it.

Photo taken by me at Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, NY.

Own Worst Enemy

Brooklyn, free form, free verse, freeform, love, Mindfulness, NYC, photography, poetry, urban photography, Well Being

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Feelings are just that, feelings.
It’s also because of them, that we do the things we do.
It’s because of our feelings, our desires for one another,
that we hope to execute shared dreams;
that we invest and feed each other’s souls.

What do we do when it all seems to be in jeopardy?
When you wonder if it was all an illusion?
You lied to me; I lied to myself.
Perhaps it is me.
I’m my own worst enemy.

Pic shot by me in Prospect Park, Brooklyn.

What is Strength?

free form, free verse, freeform, Mindfulness, NYC, photography, urban photography, Well Being

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So much time spent trying to represent strength, because of fear.
Fear of being vulnerable; that somehow vulnerability equates to weakness.
But it doesn’t.

Strength also means being receptive, understanding that emotions are messy and complex.
We’re human beings with a penchant for making things harder than they need to be.

 

Photo taken by me at Domino Park, Williamsburg.