My mind has chosen to feel hope
My body has chosen to remember its Stardust
While my mind wishes it was only Stardust
It is stuck with only the hope
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Jana O’Dell is an author and poet from West Virginia. She has been diagnosed with several mental illnesses and uses writing to cope with daily struggles. Jana lives with her wife, their three children, and a host of fur babies. Jana O’Dell's independently published books that are all available on Amazon include: Cyanide Kisses: The works of a manic, bipolar, dissociative mind.--- My Secrets are in the Stardust--- Magic in the Madness. Published works she can be found in: Poetry Marathon Anthology 2019 and 2020. Upon Arrival Solitude. Best Poets of 2019 Vol 3.
My mind has chosen to feel hope
My body has chosen to remember its Stardust
While my mind wishes it was only Stardust
It is stuck with only the hope
My words use to be venom
Pouring out at the most inopportune times
Never caring who they targeted
Never worried about their victim
Until it hit me
I was the snake
Her skin
The most amazing feeling I’ve ever felt
The tenderness of her touch
Truly electrifying
My exterior is hard
Difficult to Crack
Yet soft on the inside
And easy to destroy
Books for beginners
An easy task
Anyone wanting to explore the world
Without leaving
Should do fine
The streets stay crowded as if it were always a new year’s day
The noise of the hustle and bustle never seems to end
The smells aren’t even fresh anymore
The people are just moving pieces in the rat race of life
The city holds fun and excitement
Yet it’s missing the most important thing
Connection
The way the orange and red shines upon her rose colored cheeks is something I hope to never forget
The way the drips of rain gently flow down her skin is something I hope to see a thousand times
The way the stars seem to all gather in her eyes as she looks at me is something I hope I never become blind to
Yet here I am
Taking it all for granted
Knowing my whole galaxy lives within her
For some reason still choosing to close my eyes
They lurk in the shadows
Watching
Waiting
Expecting the perfect time
To pounce on everything we know as truth
The look in my eyes
Knowing im not okay
yet not understanding what i need
confused by what they could do
unsure of the steps they need to take
so they give in
and do what they all do
Are you okay?
The blood drips down her neck
Just like in the movies she likes to say
Yet the hunger inside of me is more than what could ever be portrayed on a screen or in a book
The true power it holds over me is overwhelming
The fact I know it’s the most pure form of HER is what I crave
What I drool for
Yet never sharing the true lust
The secret
Of the spell she seems to hold over me
Yet never knowing it