You have the choice to move – but don’t.
When you have no energy
moving is not an option.
Being tired is not the same as lazy.
When you decide to sleep in
instead of getting up
that is choosing to let your body rest.
I am not lazy if I choose to give myself a chance to recover.
My energy is finite and how I use it
should be done wisely.
He’s hurt me.
No one can stop him but him.
He chooses not to stop.
How can I stop him from hurting me?
Every one else can also hurt me.
I do not know how to trust anyone!
They can hurt me like him!
No one will be given my trust because of him.
I can trust no one!
When will I stop caring about what they think of me?
Why is their opinion so important?
They have made it known I will never live up to their standards.
So I should stop caring and be myself.
I should love myself for who I am!
I should be the person who I know I can be!
And not fail every time I see them
because who I am is not who they think I am!
Yet I still find myself striving for their acceptance.
Subtle small signs that maybe, just maybe I am worthy?
I think it is because I still care about them.
I don’t want to hurt them.
Yet they have hurt me by not believing in me.
So when will I stop caring?
Furious thoughts swirl around my body.
Grace does not become me.
My apologies are easily forgotten.
I find myself walking alone.
My own violation shows me nothing.
Yet still I travel on wending my way through history.
A traveller easily lost because of selfish words.
The spirits of the world want to tell us their stories.
Long after they have gone they still linger.
Their stories are fascinating each individual one.
Some are long, some shorter than desired.
Each and every one deserves respect
for every story untold leads to humanity lost.
So be humble and when the dead visit, listen to their story.
One day you will join them.
Eyesight is poor.
Corrections are needed.
What is it I want to see?
Can the blurs stop moving.
Sigh, just put it in my hands.
No, I am not signing this.
Not until I can read it!
Who are you again?
One wise woman to rule
can not do so alone.
Advisors and councils
benefit the country.
It is keeping the
unwise ones occupied
that require most of the attention.
For if they joined the ranks
of the wise and powerful
she would no longer have a say
in what they wanted anymore.
The country is made up of fools.
The leader the most foolish of all!
The mean sister
pushes off the youngest.
Ensuing retaliation in the form of tickles.
Laughter echoes through the house
as everyone joins in!
These are the mornings to enjoy!
Helpless.
Anxious.
Insecure
and wanting protection.
Afraid.
Unsure.
Desperate
not having the answers.
Injustice.
Unfair.
Doubts
about rightful conduct!
Who can blame a parent when it comes to the future of their child?
Who dares to make them angry?!
Can not decide which one to choose.
The most special thoughts are not available.
Who am I going to talk about?
Or should I just admit that I can not formulate a proper sentence.
Give myself a break and let it be.
I am going to have a busy day so enjoy the quiet moments when you can!
Saturn's Premier Poet 