Stop waiting for someone to call you an artist. You’re an artist as soon as you decide to be

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@joceyxxo
Stop waiting for someone to call you an artist. You’re an artist as soon as you decide to be
Am I?
Am I hard to love?
Am I shattered glass?
Do I cut when touched?
Can I be loved fully,
even if i fall short?
Am I worthy of love?
Am I deserving?
Are there hands big enough
to hold me when I am weak?
Is there someone who can see me?
Or am I see-through?
Vapor? Mist? Smoke?
Dissolving as soon as I appear.
To been seen but only for a moment.
Am I heard?
When I yell
do i make a sound?
Do i echo?
Does my voice stretch out
and shake anything it reaches?
Or am I hollow, empty?
Is there a sunken
cave in my heart?
Jocey
Dear Brother,
As a 14 year old boy you wrote a letter to your future self. A question you asked yourself stood out to me. You asked “Is your life good right now?” Well since you are no longer here to speak an answer, I will try to answer on your behalf. At this very moment, you are suspended beyond time. You are everywhere all at once. Your spirit lives on in every laugh, every tear, every sweet sweet memory, every warm hug, every glance exchanged between our family members, every dance danced in the middle of our living room, every morning sunrise, and every evening sunset. You are the embodiment of what makes life good and worth living. Your life has now been kaleidoscoped and merged with all life that has existed and will exist. So if you ask me if your life is good right now brother, I would say it is filled with love and light.
Jocey
Ocean
Here we go taking several long, deep strides backward
Together in unison
A motion smooth like water pushing and pulling and still moving.
Here you go vicious and mighty
So quiet, yet roaring as you go,
As I watch.
Over there you’ll see us parting and splitting almost just as we’ve begun
Just as we’ve gotten the motion quite right
Just as we’ve rocked the boats and learned to moved while holding the fishes.
Now here we lay like a puddle
Saying nothing, moving none,
Awaiting a splash from a foot
Passing-by.
Baby, we use to be an ocean.
Jocey
3 am
Before Dawn
There’s certain hours in a day
Where the heart gets all soft
All those barriers that you chained
Around ya veins
Just fall off
You never know how they come undone
But you can feel the weightlessness
Tears flow easy
Hearts willingly crack open
It’s like being stuck
Or better yet suspended
Jocey
Reminder
I try my best to be understanding. I am very empathetic and sensitive. I work hard at self growth thinking always how I can evolve and be better in all aspects of my life. I walk in my truths, and do not wish to hide who I am. My acceptance comes from within. I am not a stool for anyone to rest their feet on. I am not a drive through, an all you can eat buffet, or an ever moving machine. I have limits. I must set and maintain those boundaries in order for me to keep my sanity and stay true to me. I have to be brave and stand up for me, Jocey. No matter what. When my challenges get bigger I do not fold, I rise up to meet them. I am proud of me. I will always fight for me. I will give me the majority of my love before I am empty from giving it to everyone and everything else. Cheers to all the boss women picking themselves up and loving themselves fiercely everyday.
Jocey
Dream Girl
Sometimes people don’t want to love you, for you.
They love an image of you in their head.
They want an imaginary created version of a woman that lives in their dreams.
Beware of those people because they’ll never be satisfied.
Jocey
“Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.”
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
兵庫県立美術館
“When you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.”
—
Neil Gaiman
what’s the mood for july?
Sometimes you gotta say I don’t want that energy
Amandla Stenberg for Wonderland Magazine