Laziness?
Or merely trying to survive?
Is it the easy way out?
Or is it merely a disability to acknowledge the discomfort?
Can you take the blame?
Or are you merely trying to avoid punishment?
Whatever the reason
Reality is known to smack back.
No Cream
Drink it black.
Add no sugar.
Robust flavour.
If you like it that way.
I just want my creamer
and am currently out.
Life down a Rabbit Hole
Is it deep enough?
Can the coyotes still get you?
How many exits do you have?
Are the trolls still living there?
Can you ever emerge back into the sunshine?
Or are you stuck, scared deep down within the hole?
If not for you
The song runs through my head.
Constantly.
The lines repeat.
Over
and
over.
Yet it is not all annoying.
It is a good song.
Somedays, you take what you are given.
Sad day
I am not going to be happy.
Today I will allow myself to feel.
I feel sad.
I want to be okay.
Happy is fleeting
and I will feel it again.
But today,
today I feel sad.
How are you?
Thank you for asking.
I am doing okay.
Are you well?
No?
Is there anything I can do for you?
Okay.
May I sit next to you then?
Silence passes between us and that is okay.
The Battle Continues
Lethargy.
Hopelessness.
Sense of displacement.
Loss of focus.
Tired.
Tired of feeling this way.
Again.
Tomorrow
may or may not
be better.
She’s out of Control
Will she or won’t she?
What will she do next?
Am I ready to handle her chaos?
Who will be the one to help me?
Can I continue to help her?
And all those around her?
Somedays I want to call it quits.
Somedays I do.
Yarn
A tall tale
stretched thin.
Unraveling the plot
all jokes aside.
Stringing the readers along
while trying to tie up the knots.
What a wonderful piece
was woven.
Hazmat suits
Put in a box.
Placed on display.
Worn to protect.
Ubiquitous with danger.
Leaks are terrifying.
Who is the culprit of this now iconic, classic symbol of safety?
More importantly, why is nobody wearing them daily?
