The numbness appears again
This time from a small molecule
of dread
This time
I welcome it
Disappointment will soon happen
so why bother to worry
Do what needs to be done
and hope
but this time
I hope as the numbness spreads
that I do not lose my soul
Again
To merely understand
To choose wisely
and hope the rest of the country
followed suit
To not have to worry about the consequences
of the rash majority
should they decide
to put the least trustworthy
one into power
When one talks
and does not mean what they say.
The truth is in the fine print.
How a person treats another
shows their true character.
Why is it so hard
to see past your own prejudices?
Why is it that even today
all one can do is point out
the comments
that hurt others?
No one is perfect
yet we all want someone
to miraculously save our
country?
town?
us?
What do we even want?
Paycheque to paycheque
a single solitary gift
the unexpected bonus
all of them are gone
spent
and now waiting for the next
small flow of income
to tie us over
until a new job
or the next paycheque
is found
When the anger
held underneath
comes out
when you sleep
and you direct it
at a bad guy
then you wake up
to find
you accidentally
kicked the cat
sleeping with you
in the face
and now she
is mad at you
Once more big eyes look at me
imprinting the need within
that energy needs to be used up
or the threat of chaos will win.
So I look for the toy
knowing the energy I will expend
hoping to release the energy
my furry children need to spend.
Still I love them
and they love me
and nap time will be comforting
as they lay upon me.
Doling out portions
so everyone gets some.
Social time
as we eat and drink our fill.
Grateful for the presence
of those who sit next to us.
Until you realize your cousin
is putting his licked yams
onto your plate
and you already ate one.
Proud can be a word.
Worried is usually the answer.
Sometimes it is delight
though often it is empathy
and resisting the temptation
to turn everything into a teachable moment.
Most times it is merely holding their hand
as they walk beside you
or cuddling them even if they are not sick.
Nowadays it is waiting for the door to open
as they come home
grateful they made it.
They don’t understand.
If you try to tell them,
they can not comprehend
the words you are saying.
They will only believe
you are trying to hurt them,
yet
all you want is to not have a confrontation.
You are thankful for everything
they have done for you
but
you are you and you will not change.
Not for them.
Not for anyone.
Not anymore.
That phase of your life is done.
For you,
it is time to move on.
When breathing you need to relax
the esophagus and inhale deeply.
Slowly and calmly exhale
letting your diaphragm to decrease.
Your stomach can move in and out
but your breathing is your focus.
To be relaxed have your lips gently closed,
your jaw released and your tongue on the roof of your mouth.
Then begin by inhaling
and feel your throat vibrate as you exhale.
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