Author: drachenkreiger

Driving down

a stretch of road

once used often

long ago.

Now the drive

is nostaglic

until I remember

who I drove this road with.

Remembering that this already happened.

Telling yourself it can not be true.

Looking at the future and seeing the same mistakes repeated.

Hoping things will go differently

and then having it dashed mercilessly.

Hate group extremists.

Politically divided.

Financial security destroyed.

Misogynists training.

People dying.

War destroying stability.

Hope has been yanked away from some.

The rest of us pray and hope that the world will get better.

Afterwards I saw the blood.

There was no pain.

Only a recognition that I had cut myself.

Have I become numb?

Or do I merely not care enough to react when bad things happen?

A charging station for humans.

Something that doesn’t take energy

To get back the energy.

Like eating food.

First you have to buy it.

Then cook it.

Lastly you eat it.

Then the food coma happens

And you still have no energy.

Discipline to stay in habit

While giving time to be an artist.

Am I capable of this?

Sometimes I think I am.

Other times my energy levels bottom out

And I avoid reality

For as long as possible.

Dizzy.

Back pain.

Mental fatigue.

Working the problems.

Finding less efficiency models.

Making it worse.

Staying up late.

In our food.

Our hair.

Our cars.

Our products.

Sometimes in our smiles.

Brain cell deficient.

Evil void.

Stereotyping colours.

My cats sometimes show these traits

But all in all

They are both loving and adored in my home.

She meows softly.

Follows me into the bathroom

To ensure I pay her attention.

She defends me if I get hurt.

Even if I’m okay.

I adore her and feel blessed by her presence.