I was recently tagged on Instagram for #showmeyourhuman – human being the real side of you, no matter how flawed you may be.

Here’s mine:

I’m a southern girl, though sometimes I don’t claim it. I think I left pieces of my heart in D.C., and the city girl inside me still mourns the loss of that place.

Sometimes, I’m too blunt. Too vocal. Too insistent on being right. My mother says I was born prepared to make others listen. To dance outside the lines. To do things my own way, damn the consequences. Most days, she’s right.

I don’t really know how to make small mistakes. Only big ones. But, I’m lucky to have friends that get me, put up with me, and love me regardless.

I say I don’t like people, but I’m the first to step up and offer help. Especially to those who try to push me away.

I love concerts and hate crowds.

I don’t wear make-up, mostly because I suck at applying it.

I prefer my hair in some weird color.

I’m definitely out of shape.

I have lupus, and some days are worse than others. But, I’m still here, so I don’t complain too much.

I’m messy and OCD at the same time.

I write because it keeps me sane in a crazy world.

I’m far from perfect. But, I’m doing the best I can, and that’s all that matters.

💜 Ashley Jane 10/3/17

Take My Hand


I crossed lines
and made mistakes,
waged war on a heart
much too good to break
And if I’m honest,
in my mind,
I knew one of these days
I’d push you away


But, here you stand
reaching out
to take my hand,
giving your all
to make sure I don’t fall
while the heat in your eyes
melts away this ice,
thawing hope
with promises that
these bonds of love will last
beyond all words,
beyond the past

Breath of Words© 1/31/17

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Moments and Mistakes

Photo credit: VĂ©ronique

I can feel them lurking
in the back of my throat,
moments and mistakes
that my mind won’t let go,
hovering there,
ensuring I don’t forget,
turning them into lessons
of anger and regret
that I was naive enough
to allow myself
to be changed
into someone else
and you stand there watching
as I fight each reminder
But I will not keep you there

I will build my walls taller
to keep you away
and any lingering memories
that want to stay
as I continue to try
to right all these wrongs,
embracing the happiness
that was here all along

Breath_words© 6/27/16