MORE LOVE PLEASE

By Alana Johnson

 

I often underestimate the power bestowed upon me

The extent of my divine capabilities

The fact that I can be anything

Or anyone I want, potentially

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I somehow convince myself

I don’t deserve to succeed

Succumbing to fate

Before even faced with the choice to secede

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At these times, I consult my mirror for the tea

She’s cute… but who is she?

Where did she come from, and what did she do with the “real me”?

That confident woman who knows she can do anything

Whose unbreakable pride is reflected by

Everything she does

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She glows. Where did she go?

I need her right now

To uplift me and eradicate these thieving doubts

That girl with a presence who lights up a room

Who advised me “Be Patient, good things will come soon”

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And I’d say

“The only good thing I want, is the peace within you”
How do I get it?

What must I do?

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“You already have it” she would insist

Your mind won’t let you embrace it

That is no way to live

I don’t see how you can take it

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Swallowed by fear, engulfed by anger

Blinded by envy too

Babygirl, your heart won’t let love permeate through

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Yes, it is scarred, but time heals all wounds

The past is the past

What is done, no one can undo

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That’s the truth and it hurts

But it to sets you free

Believe in love again

Love yourself, and let others love you

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Alana Johnson studied Journalism, Media Studies, and Economics at Rutgers University New Brunswick. Born in Queens, raised in Manhattan and made in New Jersey, Alana is an Actor and Comedian at SAG-AFTRA, who boasts a Metropolitan-Empire State of mind. She can be found on Facebook @ItsAlanaJ

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