Then it clicks, Maybe I do bear an immunity.
Like how can you take the joy of one whose joy isn’t on things you can control.
I am the elated at walks, ecstatic by a book, all fuzzy over a song kinda girl,
the “hey I love your dotless skin” and “hi you’re freckles are just as beautiful” kinda girl
I mean I am drunk on smiles by the blue sky hovering in awe of my gait, and just as joyful with the dark cloud standing still as the dark night hums me to sleep.

Perhaps seeing only the good in everything wasn’t such a bad trait after all, Feels good knowing you leave them wondering how you held it together.

-Ella_Nations

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The way you let me into your insecurities,
Letting your fears and triggers down trusting I won’t hold them against you,
It’s you taking on the world and it’s noise by day, trusting in my arms awaits a calm.
Visualizing me in your tomorrow’s; without questioning if I wanna have you in mine.
Trusting someone blindly is in every detail the way you trust me, throwing caution to the wind as you dive, with zero worries on if I did save you from drowning.


-Ella_Nations

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Getting on with life, time seems to fade faster than our thoughts.
With all we having being Now, as everything else falls under hope and memories.

With each minute we have our thoughts either clouded with thoughts of what is to come or thoughts of what have been..
we waste the one very thing we have… the Now.
Now imagine having your thoughts chasing what could have and what can be,
what you wish you had and what you could have done differently,
what you hope to have and where you wish to be.
A daily chase that leaves time fading as your thoughts go.

You wake up in 10 years.. still chasing tomorrow, when you haven’t ever really lived for just a day.
Don’t just be alive for a better tomorrow,
live and appreciate this moment !!!

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In clasped hands we shall walk
Through this world where all there is, is talk
Take me by the sea, and together we can watch
The water and waves clasp & dance like us in waltz.

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Courage, the warrior of the soul,
Unyielding in the face of adversity's toll.
It blooms amidst chaos, like a steadfast flower,
Nurtured by determination, its strength towers.

With courage, mountains become mere hills,
Fear loses its grip, and doubt distills.
It is the whisper that emboldens the weak,
A spark of bravery, the humble and meek.

In moments of doubt, it offers a hand,
To rise above challenges, to firmly stand.
It fuels the dreams that dare to soar,
Guiding us through the storm, to distant shores.


_Ella_Odom

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In the face of darkness, courage takes its stand,
A beacon of strength, a guiding hand.
It whispers in the depths of doubt and fear,
A voice that reminds us, "You have nothing to fear."

Courage is the flame that ignites our soul,
When obstacles arise, it makes us whole.
It spurs us forward when the path is unclear,
With unwavering faith, it conquers every fear.

Through trials and tribulations, it stands tall,
Defying the odds, it never falters or falls.
It emboldens the weak, inspires the meek,
Transforming vulnerability into a peak.

Courage is not absence of fear, but the will to proceed,
To embrace the unknown, to fulfill our every need.
It resides within us, waiting to be awakened,
To empower our spirit, leaving no dream forsaken.

So, let courage be your armor, your shield,
A force that compels you to never yield.
For within your heart, its flame burns bright,
Guiding you through darkness, towards the light.

_Ella_Odom

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There it is, like a dripping vanilla ball with a tiny mold of bile hidden within it's layers.
You gaze upon it with so much hope, with confidence in it's delight to your taste buds.
Grasping it with such trust to quench thy thirsty gut.

'Finally a great taste to nudge your insatiable yearn'.. your thoughts echo, 'mhh a savory scent',
'such luscious feel to your parched lips'.
Oh, thoughts on how it's first drops on your sour tongue would feel.

Then just a bite, and it's hidden bile breaks.. A venom to even the deepest chambers of your soul.

_Ella_Odom_

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Your sense of inadequacy
springs from your desperation for societal validation.
A fear of what 'they' may think,
Shutting down what 'you' can be.

Who are you to look down on your awesomeness..
How dare you, think you are not enough.
What makes 'they said' a better phrase than 'I can'.. or 'you suck' better than 'I rock'.

Cease the urge to know what 'they feel'
open the windows of how 'you feel' step unto the stairs and face your fears.
For there's no better fertile garden to groom your best self, asides the garden of self acknowledgment..

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Time!; the neglected aging shadow..
Fading with each word said & unsaid..
Wrinkling with each fight, smile, laughter and worry.

Never a second paused, nor a minute reversed.

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Hey, so I scribbled a few lines the other night.
But as usual something about them felt like a fight.
Then the sudden thought you won't be here to drop your opinion made it not feel right.

Of a truth the life you left behind is only as scanty as the hope we build around it.
Sometimes it is like a Beverly cloud of moist,
nothing exactly reachable nor visible.

Maybe the after life has more meaning.
Maybe you can hold unto even the wind.
Maybe there you are certain of your faith,
not weary of what happens next.

Maybe there is no measurement for perfect,
nor the right way.
Nay, I ain't wishing it yet.. but maybe
you did visit once in a while to keep me posted.


_Ella_Odom

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