music on the radio

Is music about words or beats
Radio seems to tell me beats
But it's not what you find on the streets

journey to become alive

21 and instead of feeling like new life has begun,
I feel like my life has ended
I no longer feel alive
And if I share this poetry with you
It is not a poem of overcoming
But a poem of becoming
And out of respect and love for myself
I will continue to struggle to pick myself up
From this pit of unhappiness

I never thought I'd say these words
I never thought I'd be the one who is depressed
I never thought I wouldn't feel purpose in my life
I never thought I would wake up unhappy every day
But this what I have come to
And this where I find myself

It is from here I must move on
It is from here I must become better
It is from here that I will persevere
It is from here I will figure out what got me to this place
I will reread the chapters of my life
Before I write new ones

And it's a real and deep place where I'm at
You cannot sugar-coat things when you are depressed
Things ARE
And things are REAL
There is no reason to lie
You are ever-sensitive to truth
And I hope I am able to find balance, stability, joy, love, and strength that is real and lasting in the world and beyond
Once I get out of this pit
On my journey of life
To become alive.


-From the heart,
Jess