Tagged: love

Poems – Self Construction.

Why does it seem like it’s easier to break stuff than to rebuild it? One of the easiest things to do is sabotage your spirit; the dismantling of confidence, self esteem, and self worth really just takes a few hard hitting comments. The damage is done after that.

We often beat ourselves up more than anyone else that we know.

But with anything, there’s always hope. There’s always a day where we can look at our lives and ourselves and say “enough”, even if that day comes time and again. So pick it up, get up, and get to moving in the right direction. You can do it.

Poems – Content.

We’re inundated with content these days; social media, emails, games, Netflix, Hulu, Disney+, podcasts, and dozens upon dozens of streaming or subscription services. It’s a content overload. Everywhere we look, something or someone is trying to buy our attention. But does it truly fulfill us? Do they satisfy a hunger or a need? Is it quantity? Quality? Could it be that so much of our day is spent consuming content – to perhaps fill a life devoid of real, meaningful, purposeful content? Just a thought.