Poetry Post: Have You Seen My Smile?

It’s been awhile since I’ve seen my smile

And I’m not too sure if I’ll ever find it

I’ve searched all over

inward, outward

Occupied my time with busyness

all the while I’ve walked around

with various smiles plastered on my face

which all have received wide acceptance from the outside world but

underneath it I’ve been so uncomfortable

willing to compromise ANYTHING to escape

this feeling and find MY smile

I’m at a crossroad

I’m not sure I even want to find it anymore

I’ve tried

alone, to gather others in hopes of finding my smile

Have you seen it? . . . (to be continued…maybe)

 

 

– Viola Constance

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Quarter Life Crisis Before the Quarter Mark

This post is pretty overdue. The initial thought about posting about my experience of a quarter life crisis was kind of intriguing. I’d discussed it with a few of my peers and a couple of elders from my family. I tried several times to sit and type (and hand write and voice record) this post and each time I backed out. How could I be afraid to open up and share this? I mean I wasn’t embarrassed or anything. And, well, yeah I wasn’t exactly 25 years old just yet (I was 23 at the time, see told you it was overdue). That was a cop-out of an excuse, I know, I know, but honestly the thought of putting it down, giving it life, having to momentarily relive some of those feelings wasn’t appealing at all. But after seeing that awful draft of a partial sentence and a title I finally got the guts to put it out, at age 25! Oh the irony.

Two years ago I was deeply in my feelings about life in general. I couldn’t understand for the life of me why Continue reading