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Ouch by Just Jenn
In shadows cast by love's deceit,
A friendship's bond, so strong and sweet.
From childhood days, we laughed and played,
But destiny's twist, a price was paid.
As time unfurled its cruel design,
My heart, entangled, sought a sign.
In silence, longing held its sway,
Yearning for love's warm embrace to stay.
Yet fate, unkind, dealt its cruel blow,
Rejection's sting, a bitter woe.
The depths of darkness now I tread,
Where love's illusion has turned to dread.
The moon weeps tears of sorrow's plight,
As stars bear witness to this night.
A friendship a heart hurting
Alone I find myself still yearning.
The echoes of our laughter fade,
In haunted halls, our memories played.
A phantom's touch, a whispered name,
Love's ghostly specter, hauntingly remains.
I mourn the loss of what could be,
A love unrequited, never set free.
In this dark abyss, I find my rest,
A shattered heart, a love's cruel test.
But still, I hold our friendship dear,
Through pain and longing, I persevere.
For in the depths of this abyss,
A glimmer of hope, a lingering bliss.
Though rejected, love's flame still burns,
In secret chambers, my heart yearns.
For even in darkness, love's light will shine,
A testament to a love once mine.
So I'll cherish the echoes of what we had,
A bittersweet love that turned me mad.
In this dark romantic tale I dwell,
A fallen love, a story to tell.
“No one is afraid of heights, they’re afraid of falling down. No one is afraid of saying I love you, they’re afraid of the answer…”
— Kurt Cobain
The birth of Jenna Kat's Cave
artful craft has woven itself into the very fabric of my being. From the earliest of scribbles, to sketches of our beloved pets, to whimsical doodles in the margins of books, art has been my constant companion. My expressions have no bounds, no singular style; instead, I revel in the play of various mediums to bring forth my visions. Every piece I create is imbued with emotion, from the depths of despair to the heights of joy. As I paint, I seek not only to lose myself in the act but to imbue each creation with something that stirs the soul.
In the darkness of late 2022 and early 2023, my canvas became my refuge, my solace in the storm. The canvases piled up around me, and I gifted them to loved ones, never thinking of the potential to turn my hobby into a livelihood. But, as fate would have it, when my time of need came, I was led to the door of opportunity. With uncertainty looming, I set up an online shop, unsure of what the future held. But within two hours, my first customer arrived, and with each sale, my faith in the magic of creation grew.
The future is unknown, and the road ahead may be fraught with challenges, but I am filled with a sense of purpose and joy. With each stroke of the brush, I am taking steps towards a life of fulfillment, one that allows me to care for my family, revel in the antics of our feline friends, and share pieces of my soul with the world. Who knows what the future holds, but I am ready to embrace it, to continue sharing my creations with the world, and perhaps even pave the way for other artists to do the same.
“Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy.”
— Jim Carrey
