Author: drachenkreiger

Things change.

People move on.

Life doesn’t stop.

Sometimes you have time to say good-bye.

Other times,

you need to let your heart say it for you.

I honestly can not remember.

Did I?

Or didn’t I?

I think I forgot?

Yet, my brain is playing tricks on me.

I do not remember if I already wrote my poem for today?!

Well, I guess this one will have to suffice.

You kept pushing it.

Knocking it gently.

Until it fell off my desk.

Right in to the garbage bin.

You threw your catnip away.

Not me.

Yes, I know you expect me to get it out

because I have hands and you do not.

Just let me debate on why should I?

Who gets to mark what?

Fights happen when we can not share.

Trying to instill peace can take time.

Years sometime

because bad blood sometimes grows up

and continues the cycle again.

Why is paradise young?

I have always wanted happiness.

Can I not grow old

And still love the place I am in?

Or do you think only heaven is perfect?

It’s boiling over!

Why is it in the sink?

You just had it on the stove!

No metal in the non-stick pans!

Are you going to buy me new ones!?

I do not like to boast about myself.

I was told it was a sin.

Pride will bring about your downfall.

Yet, I need to build up my self confidence.

Which means I need pride in my accomplishments.

I am a competent, capable and hardworking person.

I can be relied upon when I promise something.

I sometimes fail.

But I do try to get up and move on.

My friend got me back on the horse

when the saddle started slipping.

I was frightened, but I did it.

Get back up when you fall down.

I prefer to understand that I see my worth

without having to wait for others to recognize it.

Someday, I will believe that I can be happy

without being told I was a good girl!

I have a good memory

but

thank you for the reminder.

Yes it takes time to adjust.

To have your vision split.

It has been over a year.

Almost two.

Yet, I still have trouble seeing my world

because the in between line of distinction

is exactly where I want to always look.

This seems to be a metaphor for my life.