Threat imminent.
Defences are failing.
Shook troops have been eliminated.
The State is growing concerned.
Our last hope was killed.
Sleep is our last option.
Endless.
Eternal.
Faking it until the child goes away.
Threat imminent.
Defences are failing.
Shook troops have been eliminated.
The State is growing concerned.
Our last hope was killed.
Sleep is our last option.
Endless.
Eternal.
Faking it until the child goes away.
Direct the anger into a positive result.
Give up the impossible dream of control.
Respect the ones who deserve it,
even if you don’t think they are.
Love yourself and let it flow unto others.
Be kind to yourself for you are worthy.
Never give up hope that a miracle will happen.
The day you give in, is when I still love you.
Remember me fondly
For I have succumbed to the plague
My infected children have brought me.
Alas they will survive
Where I will not.
So remember my deeds
as I sit huddled miserably
drinking the only thing my stomach allows.
The tea cools and I look pathetically at said children.
If I was a mere man
and not a mom I would have long since perished.
Alas I instead stand up
and start on breakfast.
She tries.
She is trying.
She is young still.
She doesn’t understand.
She fights me when I insist on her doing something she doesn’t want to do.
She is stubborn.
She is love.
She knows love.
She is trying
And so am I.
The little things that make me want to scream!
It’s never just one thing at a time.
All I want is to be able to solve one problem
Before I have I to deal with another.
Unfortunately life is never fair.
My five minutes of peace is done.
Time to tackle the problems for the day.
He lacks confidence
but is extraordinarily kind.
He is thoughtful and precise.
His laugh is genuine and his smile indescribable.
He thinks of things that mean something to you
and then plans for the best way for it to be received.
He is there for me when I need a friend
and I will do the same for him.
I will cheer him up when he gets sad.
I will join him on his excursions
as we navigate the days adventures.
He leaves a lasting mark on my heart
and I will cherish him and these memories!
First things first.
Done in the right order
they will facilitate the efficiency
of the overall productivity
that is desired.
Instead I usually sip my coffee
until the time glanced at
reminds me I need to go
NOW!
The distance you need to become more mature
or experienced as gamers would say is measured in levels.
The geek in me wonders why my age
shows so high
when my wisdom is not great.
My intelligence seems to vary
and my dexterity also fluctuates.
My constitution has never been very good
but it has served me well.
As for my charisma…
That is the one trait I have never figured out!
For all my levels I do not think I have grown as a character is meant to.
For one thing
my life is not a game!
You may not see the effort I have been putting in.
The messy house is still a mess.
The kids are still missing some days of school.
I have been working on the depression
talking to my doctor and friends and therapist.
Who will believe me when I tell them
“I have been trying!”
when all they see is the chaos that is my life
and how nothing seems to change.