The fish bowl

Dear Inspirations,  

I feel forced to think of my life as a huge bowl. 

A bowl in which I'm inside of trying to get out of. 

I've been forced to find myself sinking in this imaginary bowl or sometimes soaking like a fish. 

I saw people climbing out of my exact bowl. I saw people getting in my fish bowl too. 

I knew I wanted to be out of it. 

I knew I needed to be on the outside of this bowl. 

I could hear the voices saying "just keep swimming". 

My fins were tired. 

My heart was to small to continue. 

I knew if I gave up now there would be no story to tell. 

There would be no one that could tell my story like I would.

I was in the bowl trying to get out.

No one to rescue me but me. 

She kept swimming. 

One day she got out. 

Love 

Jasmine P.

The wait

Dear Inspirations, 

She was tired of waiting in the wing.

She was tired of being the one unseen. 

You ever thought about just taking all you had and just running with it? 

Yea me either. 

She wanted to do something different. 

She wanted to be in another light. 

You ever thought about just forgetting your morals and values? 

You know saying yes to everything you once said "I'll never do that". 

 Yea, me either. 

She wanted to feel the passion behind waking up and clocking in at 8. 

She wanted those beach vacations. 

You ever thought about all the possible ways to make it? 

You ever wished that silver spoon existed for you? 

Yea me either. 

She wanted more. 

She wanted to make a difference. 

You ever found yourself in deep thought about everything? 

You ever said "I'm ok" knowing you weren't? 

She wanted to repeat over and over that she wasn't drowning. 

She wanted to be her own lifeguard. 

She rehearsed it and it sounded believable. 

I'm fine. I'll be ok. Yea I know. 

Help is on the way. Better days are ahead. She heard it all. 

Yet she waited in the wings. 

Yes she waited unseen. 

That person is me and the answer to those questions are yes. 

Love Jasmine P.