Late to the Game

There’s so much to do.

Can I get it all done?

Maybe if I do this half today

and the rest tomorrow?

Do I really need to clean this?

Where did all the socks go?

Who made this mess

and why did nobody tell me?!

Wait! I was supposed to be doing fun chores today!

So much for my clean house for Christmas.

I will be lucky if I have a clean room instead.

Commitment Issues

You are not my boyfriend.

You are not the one who wants me.

You do not want to chose me

because I am not what you wanted.

Maybe if in a few years you would settle for me,

but I am not a trophy

nor am I a consolation prize!

I am worthy as myself

and someday someone will see my true value!

DunderHead Road

Bad choices are made.

Life smacks you upside the head.

Nothing goes right

and things always backfire.

Yet you smile and wave

and act like everything is great.

Being an idiot

is not the same as being an optimist.

Idiot don’t see the damage they cause others.

Optimists see it as making them stronger.

Either way it is the road to ruin.

Brain Snap

The red dot has appeared!

Will I catch it today?!

Chase it I must!

She controls it!

I see the dot come from her hand.

The small thing that makes it shine!

Oh so wonderful and fast!

Red dot!

Red dot I must chase you!

Red dot is gone?????

Where have you gone Red Dot!

Red Dot!

Disappointment

Expectations are high.

The desire to get it all done.

Projects unfinished.

Conversations that leave you unfulfilled.

The workload piles higher.

Time is against you.

So realize disappointment is not your enemy.

It is a reminder to look at what you have accomplished

and be proud.

Human nature is not perfect.

Humans never will be.

The crazy desire to reach it

is what makes us human

and disappointment is merely

stepping stones on the way.

The Emotional Truth

Time to tell the story

of a woman and her journey

through a difficult phase.

Truth be told she still journeys today.

No one will understand

as she stops and stares

at a graffiti covered wall.

The nuances of colour rage

as she tries to see past the lines

to the original forever changed wall.

She sees herself in this art

and yet nothing can compare to her soul bled eyes.