Stress keeps coming at me quick.
I need to think and make decisions.
Until a soft furry head butts my arm
reminding me to slow down and pet her.
Frustrations Build
Simple task.
Done right away.
Easy.
Yet,
when you ask someone else
it drags on forever.
Even if there is a delicate time deadline!
Interrupting prompts
When all you want to do
Is browse peacefully
You are targeted
With intrusive questions
Annoyance sets in
Your browsing loses your interest
Wasted Day
Nothing significant was done.
Survival was accomplished.
Thoughts were few.
Desire negligible.
Companionship found.
The purrs content me.
Title a Day
Practice one thing.
Every time
it gets easier.
It does not have to be perfect.
If you can, enjoy it.
Let the moment take you.
If you name it,
It will be yours!
Too many Games
Head hurts
thinking about
all the rules.
Figuring out
the puzzles.
Rest seems
like a good idea.
Back Warmer’s
A blanket.
Or a cloak.
Both you can wrap around
and sleep in.
The best is a lovely pet companion
who snuggles with you as you sleep.
I am not Alright
I will say I am fine.
My actions will be off.
Ask me if I am alright
and I will nod yes.
Inside, I will be screaming
because I don’t know what to say.
Leech or no Leech
I feel useless.
Not providing any thing of value.
My fears are understood.
Yet, without giving back in more meaningful ways
that society has ingrained into me
I do not feel worthy.
So without monetary payment
I am a leech.
Right?
Clutter
I have moved in.
All my possessions are here.
His place is now housing my stuff.
What was once streamlined
and clean spaces
are now full of my things.
Plus the cats are helping
by knocking down
some of his mementos.
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