I Am More Than My Nightmares

by Jennae Cecelia

Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. If I say it enough will it come true?

I am just trying to be the woman my fifteen-year-old self would have admired.

There are vines in my mind that I am still untangling. But I will.

All I need is to throw my seeds into the wind and trust the universe will have me bloom where I belong.

I see stars as small reminders from the universe that even dark times show specks of light when you really pay attention.

I lit my soul’s candle. Now I am glowing.