Poetry

Deliberately not done.

What excuse should be given?

How about the truth.

You simply did not do the task asked of you.

Tomorrow will be a better day

and things will get done.

But for now

realize the impact of the state of your mental health.

Always hoping.

Disappointments arrive.

Hope is not lost.

Just placed on the next time.

Working towards a goal

can be difficult

but hope is there to help us continue

for no one else can do it but you.

Emotions run high.

Passions flare.

Desire to correct the wrongs presented.

Simply wanting to prove the other wrong.

Eventually just playing devil’s advocate.

Having to concede to agree to disagree.

Why are family members so difficult sometimes?

Isolate.

Medicate.

Liquidate.

Who is in charge?

Her or her guardian/accuser?

And why is she so unhappy?

The “me too” movement is simple.

Believe her because you undermine

everything else she possibly could be.

I find my eyes want to stay shut.

My body wishes to not move.

Yet my brain is active.

So sleep eludes me.

I guess I should get up.

Five more minutes and then we’ll talk.

We are all entitled to them.

Some are generous.

Others deliberately obtuse.

Who is right?

Is anyone wrong?

Or maybe my anger is directed at the wrong person?

After all, most opinions are formed by environments.

And some environments can be toxic.

It is the realization that environments can be changed.

So too can opinions.

In this heat

I feel like

I am melting.

Maybe if I have

chocolate

in my mouth

the weather

will be fooled

and leave me solid?

Or

I am just

craving

chocolate!

Sometimes they can be delayed.

Never say you will do something

you have no plans on keeping.

Broken trust

leads to broken hearts

and hurts you more than them.

For when you can keep your word

will they trust you to?

Today, a promise was fulfilled

and the trust given

was kept.

Is it yellow and crusty

or merely a dark stain?

Can we all take the blame

or is it only individually derisive?

The religion is not the disgrace

but the followers who live without its true guidance.

Using faith as a reason

merely lets you disavow any discriminations.

Yet, is this the truth?

Or am I wallowing in self pity

as I watch my soul hurt more

and more.

What punishment can be given

when you see the finger tracks

left along the top.

In this heat

is it fair to deny them

this pleasure?

Since it was supposed to be my treat

and the popsicles theirs

I will figure something out.

Consequences will be doled out!

Not ice cream

which was eaten

so that this could not happen again.