Submissions by BeautifulDisaster7 (BreAnna Rickard)

Amidst agony, beauty breaks; calming distant echoes.
Faith grows, healing in joyful kindness; love mending deep, endless wounds.

Within the chamber of my unspoken soul,
I meet the specter of myself, whole.
A phantom of pride,
both brittle and vast,
A mirror of echoes from futures and past.

It wears my face, yet it feels so estranged,
A mask I have cherished, though always unchanged.
What is this shadow I’ve called my own,
A throne built on fears I’ve never outgrown?

To find my ego is to let it unfold,
A tempest of ashes birthing something bold.

I was a garden left untended to and under nourished.
I became a place where wild shadows darkened, as weeds tangled tightly around my roots.
A place where thorns grew sharp as glass piercing anything in their wake.  

The storms had come and the winds stayed,
Breaking my branches, stealing all of my resilience.
I forgot what it meant to blossom.
I forgot what it meant to feel the sunlight nurturing my soul.

Yet deep within all the fractured pieces and tainted soil,
Beneath the weight of grief and time,
A seed of hope stayed...

Beginnings are usually scary,
And the endings are usually sad.
But it’s everything in between that makes it worth living.
Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.
And is the only thing that sees you through to the very end.
Sometimes events in life occur that fracture the very foundation on which we stand.
Our lives as we know them become forever changed.
We get an upwelling urge to repair, restore and recourse our lives.
But no matter how dark the moment,
You have to know that hope is possible.
You see, you cannot always see with the light....

Anxiety.
A ghost haunting me every breath I take.
In your silent gloom,
I falter at the weights of you.
You like when I’m scared
And falling apart at the seems.
I can sense your delight,
As you feed off my light.
You are such an unholy ghost,
That must live inside of me.
You’ve taken my name
And casted your shadow upon it.
Bounded by your chains
And trapped by your fear,
I have become your prisoner,
Present yet invisible,
To all of those that are near.
So restless you have been,
Twisting inside me, ...