Emotionally exhausted.
Spent.
Curled up in a ball.
Weeping.
Sore throat from crying.
Sick.
Thoughts overwhelming.
Tired.
Drawn back into the guilt.
Blame.
It is not my fault.
Yet…
I am the one who has to deal with it!
Emotionally exhausted.
Spent.
Curled up in a ball.
Weeping.
Sore throat from crying.
Sick.
Thoughts overwhelming.
Tired.
Drawn back into the guilt.
Blame.
It is not my fault.
Yet…
I am the one who has to deal with it!
The world remains
at a distance.
It is there
and I am here.
No one may approach me.
No one dares.
My thoughts have become
morose
and people no longer see me.
It lies in the bruises.
The audience of others cheering them on.
Self worth is defined by putting others down.
The tears cried by the victims.
The anger released.
To have that outlet is satisfying.
But don’t you dare bully my child!
Or you will find you will get more than you bargained for!
Her bravery in revealing your actions
will be rewarded by saying your name!
Nonsense words fill my head
As the boat rocks slowly onward.
I listen to the cues
and accidentally think of you.
The sea in my mind
is replaced by the voices we heard.
Where am I going
when I feel no longer true?
The fascination of media
Videos or programs
or the very best games
all to waste your time.
To pass the time
until your real life begins.
But what do you do
when your reality
is not like the pictures on TV?
I do believe there is a video for that.
Just search for it!
Simple brew
mastered over the centuries.
It infuses
both delight and relaxation.
Complex gestures
are involved in its tasting
but no one
can deny the pleasure resulting
from the taste of a few stray leaves.
He has every right
This is both true
and untrue.
He has the right to get angry
because it is his emotion.
He must deal with the distress
it causes him.
He does not have the right to get angry
is also true
because his reaction
does not determine
my actions or responses.
Thus
He has every right
and so do I!
Just like Common Sense
it is barely hanging on.
There are people fighting
for it
and
against it.
Why would we wish
for Net Neutrality?
It is like wishing
for peace on Earth
and Goodwill to Men.
and women
and children
and all the ones in between!
It is interesting to note
how much one’s personality
is conveyed through their voice.
That is, until they lose it!
What would they have said?
Do you remember the cadences correctly?
The familiar phrases and pitch
all seem like a memory
as you stare into their face
and watch them mouth in frustration.
Nobody deserves this,
least of all a nation.
Lunches for work.
Or school.
A puppet monster
Playing the fool.
Cheap transport of goods.
A well known look.
Reminiscence the age
on the front of the book.
In this day and time
It is no longer
a useful tool.