Poetry

Never a day for myself.

No one else to worry about.

Total freedom from demands.

No other humans needing something.

One of these days I need to schedule a day where no one get a hold of me.

I will go airplane mode in real life.

Why does it feel so strange

That someone has my back?

I’m not alone.

There is a person who believes in me

And wants to see me succeed.

So many years

I had to do it all myself.

Now I’m with someone

Who sees me for who I truly am.

Time will be needed to understand

My first instincts

Of panic and depression

Are not welcome

Because I finally have that one person

Who says

“You are worthy!”

Hydration

Fuelled by sugar

Raised by carbonation

Gurgling sounds

That reflect our point of view.

I know where I went wrong.

I know I was wrong to treat that way.

I acknowledge my mistakes.

That means nothing to her.

I accept that even if I am her mother she does not like me.

What hurts the most is she willing talks to him.

Her dad.

The man who hurt me beyond recognition.

She forgives him.

But she won’t forgive me.

Weird.

Unusual.

Trio of debts.

Strange.

Obnoxious.

Harrowing to forget.

Relentless.

Grifter.

Deserted on reset.

Exhaustion finds me wiping away the tears.

Limbs drag uselessly beside me.

Eyes blur and focus on nothing.

Periphery clouds my mind.

Jumble of thoughts stammer through my mouth.

Nonsense scrambles my brain.

Yet, exhausted as I am, I can not stop.

Not now.

Not ever.

Reassure myself

That I am enough.

Money does not create happiness.

It can pay for things

Making life easier.

But my treasure, my hearts gold

Is my friends

Who cherish and support me,

Even when I’m whiny.

Simple.

Basic.

Uncomplicated.

Boring.

Uninteresting.

Non-radical.

Ideas are anything but simple.

Especially the ones that go very wrong.

Non cat people

Forced to live with someone’s fur baby.

Allergies not a factor.

Purring is sweet

But not when the animal is on the pillow.

Going to sleep

Means moving the feline

And common courtesy is not always followed.

Because cats don’t do courtesy.

Lemonade is great if you like it.

I prefer lemon meringue pie, but only if it is sweet.

Lemon juice in water is good for health.

Or so they say.

Lemon zest adds flavour to culinary masterpieces.

I’m lucky if I have the ingredients to make chilli.

All my life I have had curveballs thrown my way.

Most I have been able to work with or around.

This latest one I am lucky to have a sour faced individual who believes in me and is determined to support me.

This is the lemon I truly deserve.