#new Poetry – Renewed Dream

The Cost

I’ve counted the cost of following youI’ve counted and counted, and I know what to do.You are worth every cent I left. I’ve counted and counted and I know you are what’s best.You knew the price on my name.and you counted it and counted it and still came after me. R.D. Jess

Hello silence

Hello? I’m speaking into the silence. I was wondering if I could talk to you… You don’t have to listen, you don’t have to respond. All I need is to share my burden with you. You see… Well maybe you don’t, that doesn’t matter. I just need to unload the burden of a heavy heart.Continue reading “Hello silence”

Silently Scream

She let’s out a silent scream. How can that be? Carefully she proceeds, just trying to breathe. She dries her own eyes, and says she’s fine. because they don’t see, they say it’s a lie. But believe me, she’s tried. That’ why she silently cry’s. If her silence makes you wonder why? She will tellContinue reading “Silently Scream”

Stay/Go

Often I think to myself, “Should I stay or should I go?” Can I stand tall or hold myself together at all? The constant pressure leaves a shaky soul. Every step creaks and threatens to shatter all. Hold it together. HOLD IT TOGETHER! Maybe repeated words would make it better. I am torn between two.Continue reading “Stay/Go”

In the Mirror

Sometimes I look in the mirror, just to see compassion in someone’s eyes. I look long into the sorrow in my weeping friends demise. Sometimes I talk to myself in the mirror, just so someone will listen to me. I listen close to the hidden words breaking. Sometimes I smile in the mirror, just toContinue reading “In the Mirror”

Silent ache

It is amazing what silence can do. Countless moments I wasn’t sure what to do. what to say, how to be brave? Where do you go from here, I felt like I disappeared. I open my mouth to pray, but didn’t know what to say. My words where going to break, but all I couldContinue reading “Silent ache”

Breathe Again

Breathe Again- By R.D. Jess Breathe, how can I breathe? Suffocated by the world, oppressing the life in my soul. Everything in my sites, but catch 22 runs in strides. Restrained from the breath of life, I’ll get a break when I die. Break, I think I might break. bending under pressure, I think itContinue reading “Breathe Again”

THE STEP

The step was not there The shock was unreal held close and dear then here no more loved and missed gone like the step my heart dropped with a thud in my chest waiting for him looking out the window for something no more fine but broken tears, friends and smiles mends the broken piecesContinue reading “THE STEP”