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Destined For Greatness

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  Photo by ChurchArt Online on Pexels.com Destined For Greatness You are a radiant dawn, the breaking light, The guiding star that shines so ever bright Seize the day, make it count, Failure's not your final moment. You are the hope that fuels our spirits high, With boundless strength to reach for the sky. Success is yours if you believe it true, There is nothing at all you can’t do. You own the courage that conquers darkest fears, The strong inspiration that elevates and dries all the tears. Never surrender your dreams to doubt’s deep shade, Not let fear paralyze the progress you have made. Make no mistake, you are unique and bright. Let your internal essence shine both day and night Flourish and grow until you reach your peak. Blossom and thrive in the honest truths you speak. Reach for the stars while they are in your hand, And soar high above across this waiting land Venture forth and leave an indelible mark, As your talents are unfurled from the silent dark. Your cap...
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The Quiet Night

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  The Quiet Night A struggle to belong, to find my place, Stumbling through life, mistakes I embrace. Blunders and missteps, a shadow they cast, Day after day, the die seems to be cast. Disliked, an outsider, I feel it so deep, Friendly smiles, a facade I can't keep. Loneliness lingers, a constant despair, Do they truly care, is anyone there? Grappling with doubt, uncertainty's sting, What am I doing wrong, what sorrow I bring? Isolation suffocates, a heavy embrace, Is solitude's path the one I must chase? Different, I may be, a truth hard to face, Do I belong here, in this crowded space? Perhaps it's time to accept what's in sight, A solitary journey, into the quiet night. More Writings by Nancy Ann Carber Ebooks http://payhip.com/NancyAnnCreed Ebooks & Paperbacks Maeve http://books2read.com/u/m25Ygd
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The Mirror's Truth

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  The Mirror's Truth I know I am not good enough, I do not need others telling me that. I know my flaws and shortcomings, I see them every day in the mirror. But I am also aware of my strengths, Of the things I am good at. I know that I can achieve great things, If I just believe in myself. So I will not let others' words Defeat me or make me feel worthless. I will not let them define me, Or tell me who I am. I am my own person, With my own unique journey to walk. I will not let anyone else Stand in my way. I will keep moving forward, Even when it is hard. I will keep believing in myself, Even when others don't. Because I know that I am good enough, Even if they don't. More Writings by Nancy Ann Carber The Shadow Realm Chronicles Maeve Ebooks http://payhip.com/NancyAnnCreed Ebooks & Paperbacks Maeve http://books2read.com/u/m25Ygd
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The Shadow in the Room

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  The Shadow in the Room My words mean nothing, they drift like falling leaves, Unheard and unvalued, while my spirit grieves,  speak into the vacuum of your cold indifference, Finding no echo, no bridge, no deliverance. My heart means nothing, it's a pulse, a quiet plea, For a glimmer of worth that you refuse to see, Beating against the cage of your neglectful gaze, Lost in the fog of these hollow, endless days. You do what you want, in your self-centered tide, With little care for me, or the pain I must hide, Sweeping through the hours with a callous disregard, While I am left to mend what you have torn and scarred. Significance fades, I am sealed by fate, An afterthought wrapped in isolation's state, Waiting on the periphery of your vibrant world, Like a banner forgotten, forever left unfurled. Until you need something, a favor to lend, Then I am important, a convenient friend, Suddenly the shadow gains a sudden, sharp light, And I am summoned briefly from t...
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A Simple Text, a Phone Call, a Letter

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  Photo by John-Mark Smith on Pexels.com A Simple Text, a Phone Call, a Letter To reach out to you would be so easy, A simple text, a phone call, a letter even. "How are you?", but I know that wouldn't do. It's been too long, too much water under the bridge. So I'll just sit here and miss you instead, Relive the memories we made, the good times we shed, The laughs we shared, the tears we cried. I'll hold onto those moments forever, inside. I know that you're out there somewhere, Living your life, making new memories, But I can't help but wonder if you ever think of me. Do you ever miss me the way I miss you? I'll never know the answer to that question, But I'll continue to hold onto the hope that one day, We'll find our way back to each other, And pick up where we left off, like no time has passed. Until then, I'll just keep missing you, And hope that you're doing well. More Works by Nancy Ann Creed Th...
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A Ghost in the Neon Hum

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  Photo by Khoa Võ on Pexels.com A Ghost in the Neon Hum City’s plus, a symphony Footstep, whispers, horns’ blare, Unseen, unheard, a ghost I roam. I drift through crowded avenues where life flows fast, A silhouette of a story, a remnant of the past, You pass by, thoughts afar, Never noticing the shadow rear, My name, once a melody, now fades, My voice is just an echo in the concrete and the stone, A quiet plea for presence, in a world I walk alone, Neon lights, a path aglow, Darkness cloaks, from sight I hide, Creature of night, moon and stars my witness, The electric haze illuminated the distance in your eyes. While underneath the starlight, my true self quietly dies, Did you see me, truly see? In memory’s weave a thread for me? Or just a ghost, haunting your mind’s edge? A lingering impression of a soul you didn't keep, Lost within the shallow world while I am buried deep. More Work by Nancy Ann Creed The Shadow Realm Chronicles Maeve E-books payhip.co...
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The Space They Left

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  Photo by Mantas Hesthaven on Unsplash The Space They Left I saved a seat for you so long, I learned to love the empty space, And hummed the verses of a song That time and silence would erase. You used to be a steady light, Or so my foolish eyes believed. But looking back in clearer sight, I see how deeply I was grieved. For friendship isn’t hide-and-seek, Where I am always left to find A minutes' scrap within your week, A fleeting afterthought of mind. "Too busy," was the familiar refrain, A shield you wore to keep at bay The text, the call, the quiet pain Of watching bonds just drift away. So let it be. No anger here. No bitter words to stain the past. The view ahead is sharp and clear, And freedom has arrived at last. I close the door without a slam, And walk into a warmer dawn. I’m remembering just who I am— I’m letting go, and moving on. More Works by Nancy Ann Creed https://books2read.com/u/m25Ygd
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