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121 · Aug 2019
hope
jenna elizabeth Aug 2019
it's a strange feeling
butterflies in my stomach
nerves shaking my fingers
it's starting again
isn't it?
the idea, the notion
of my future
what is it going
to have for me?
i should be scared
and i am
rightly so
but there is the idea
of what will come
i thought that
i lost that
i never did
even still
i have hope
i am excited
scared of what
God has in store
but even still
there is a futre
there is hope
120 · Aug 2019
here we go
jenna elizabeth Aug 2019
i'm falling
hard and fast
i don't want to be
it's hard to admit
that i am
that i have found
someone who is
what i was looking for
i wasn't looking
i wasn't searching
and yet
there you are
safe and warm
what i want
i know i shouldn't
i know to wait
to wait and to pray
about you and me
i cannot help
to steal glances
at your jawline
because you are
so handsome
and i am not
maybe i am
you like me too
there's something
sparking
between us
119 · Aug 2019
adrift
jenna elizabeth Aug 2019
in a sea of my own thoughts,
i am adrift
with nothing to guide me
but a compass of morals
and a breath of hope
118 · May 2020
the flare
jenna elizabeth May 2020
you stand there
uncertainty rising
anxiety building
flooding your veins
with a shaking arm
you raise your hand
a flare gun clutched
within your sweaty palm
fingers furling and unfurling
you know
it’s now or never
do it while you still
have the nerve
you’ve built up
mentally counting
‘one, two, three’
finger squeezing
body recoiling
from the impact
you did it
no going back now
the signal is out
landing who knows where
not knowing if
it’s even been seen
hope sparks with
the flash of the flare
the only unknown
is if someone saw
that spark and
wants to ignite
their own spark too

— The End —