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What they keep telling me sounds like lies.

No matter what I’m still going to break down and cry.

It’s too hard cuz it’s “easy”.

I wish I could rewind the time, but I don’t remember- it all feels new.

Could someone pinch me please, I need this to be over.

It’s one thing to be physically drained, mentally just makes it that much harder to maintain…

Your sanity that is.

God forbid you’re oblivious to it all, that’ll really be your downfall.

Hold your breath, count to ten. It’ll be over and you’ll be doing it all again.

#live

No time like the present:

Turning back,

Looking over,

Things will change.

Yesterday and tomorrow-

All yours.

But the present,

Such a wonderful gift,

Many don’t “get”.

They take it for granted:

Saving it for last,

Thinking they know what it is.

Diamonds,

Rubies,

Maybe even pearls.

Don’t ruin such a surprise-

Lusting for simple things.

Take it with earnest.

It could be your last gift.

I dream of the impossible.

I reach for the stars by climbing the highest mountains.

I dream of the future.

Our differences on the back burner, going up in smoke.

I dream of a new day.

Pure white, trimmed in gold.

I want that day to come.

For my children’s sake.

For my nieces and nephew.

For us.

🔥 Fire 🔥 

The thought of missing something.

Now it’s all clear.

The time we spent wasn’t real.

Figments. 

Apparitions. 

Hallucinations. 

You must be lost, guided by Osiris.

Maybe your heart is made of fire:

White as falling snowflakes on that neglected mustang. 

Yellow as an egg yolk split and fried.  

Orange as used and abused construction cones. 

Red as an unwanted apple, macintosh. 

That’s some fire.

Let me avoid you.

That flame is insane.

Dim down, slow up.

Nobody else needs to get hurt.

I say this is a form of forgiveness.

Especially since you came from dirt.

Twigs, moss, lint- God only knows.

Go ahead and repent.

Time is of the essence.

We’ll never more forward.

You can be you.

I’ll be me.

The day I’m dead is when you’ll see.

I choose to play the game.

You chose to walk away.

But they were your rules.

So how, exactly, did you lose?

You weren’t invested.

Just like anyone else, your life was tested.

You flunked.

Now it’s time to repeat this course.

The material is the same.

Which professor did you choose?

Footsteps

Knock, knock. 

It’s someone at the door. 

Who could it be? 

Is it that Amazon package you’ve been hoping for?

Open up. 

Nothing’s there.

“What’s going on?”

You whisper to no one there. 

Slam that door. 

“Man…I’m hungry.”

Walking to the kitchen, looking for some grub. 

A tap on the shoulder. 

“Turn around.”

“What the hell is going on?” 

No time for games. 

Footsteps tapping on the ground. 

Turn left, turn right.

Still no one around. 

“I’m here for you.

When you least expect it that’s when I appear.”

Mommy

I loved you from the start.

With my heart I found it, easy.

I like the way you made me feel.

I looked at you,

my heart melted.

You call my name and time stops.

Each day with you is a blessing.

You’re mine.

All of me.

You started in my womb and now you’re free.

Such a person.

There’s not enough time.

Each moment I spend with you will last me a lifetime.

Healing

The first time.

It hurt the most.

Tears.

Let go.

There you were.

Goodbye.

It’s too much.

They can hear.

Tears falling.

It’s too late.

Can’t erase.

A date.

Fear.

I’m crawling.

Going forward.

Moving back.

Letting go.

I can’t.

I wish.

I hope.

So many know.

People go.

So sane.

A place.

A view.

Everything’s new.

You’re still here.

I feel you.