A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 16

Day 16: “Tell Me”

Tell me why

My heart palpitates

And races

For seemingly no reason

Tell me why

I get stressed

Because the kitchen towel

Isn’t where it should be

Tell me why

I can’t handle conflict

It stresses me out

When people disrespect me

Because I know that addressing it

Will be uncomfortable

Tell me why

I forget to breathe

And I get a headache

Because my brain isn’t getting the oxygen it needs

Tell me why

I neglect myself

When I’m busy

Or am talking to others

Or am doing literally anything

Tell me why

It’s so hard

To find the energy

To do anything

Tell me how

To fix it

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 15

Day 15: “Here We Go Again”

Last night I went to one of

Maybe the best

Concert of my life

I had the perfect view

I could see him between two people’s heads

The ultimate window

My partner and I were singing

And dancing along to all of the songs

I’ve wanted to see him in concert for so long

This time it almost didn’t happen

I waited in the presale

And didn’t get a ticket

SOLD OUT

But by a miracle

And capitalism

They added another show

And two tickets went straight to my Apple wallet

Got a Long Island iced tea

But with ginger ale because they were out of diet coke

And it wasn’t half bad

Had the perfect buzz

During the perfect songs

With the perfect person

Kansas Anymore

The album

Changed my life

And reopened my eyes to a nostalgia I haven’t felt in a while

I click my heels

And I’m blissful

Happy

I fell headfirst

For the ambience

For the music

For my man

His arms wrapped around my waist as we sang and kissed

And vibed

I didn’t want it to end

When we got home, we searched for more Role Model shows

Looks like we’re going on the road

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 13

Day 13: “Boredom is the Real Sickness”

She’s indecisive

She can’t decide

I’m bored

I simultaneously want to watch everything and nothing at the same time

I want to read

I need to do laundry

But I have no energy

Maybe I should just sleep

But I just woke up

What do you do when you’re sick?

I settled on watching “Frozen“

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 12

Day 12: “Under the Weather”

I’ve been super tired lately

I also have an itch in my throat that I just can’t scratch

It has me coughing

Each cough is hot

And my throat feels tight

I need to drink more water

But the Brita is nearly empty

I’ve got a headache

And I don’t have the energy

I think

I think

I’m starting to get sick

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 11

Day 11: “Love Feels Good”

It feels good to not be judged

It feels good to be loved

And held

And comforted

It feels good to be squeezed tightly

And get a kiss on the head

It feels good to breathe with someone else

And relax

It feels good to love someone

It feels good to be there

It feels good to be seen

It feels good to know someone

And love to see them happy

It feels good to make them happy

It feels good to be happy

It feels good to be in love

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 10

Day 10: “Google Searches”

why do i wake up with my heart racing

happy hours near capital one arena dc

how to eat snails

(every menu to every restaurant i’ve ever gone to)

ted danson

(actually every actor in every movie, tv show i’ve ever seen)

how to get oil stain out of clothes

why does my stomach hurt

do you capitalize articles in titles

quotes about forming good habits

cindy crawford

what kind of tree is this

trixie on caleb hearon podcast am i gay

what percent alcohol is wine

can you put guacamole in the microwave

corey feldman

knitted blanket with silk trim

joan parks and rec

why did my credit score drop 30 points for no reason

albert marquet paintings garden

when is season 2 of mormon wives

winter booties for chihuahuas

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 8

Day 8: “The Compounding Nature of Grief”

Why is it that grief builds

The first time you lose someone you love it’s crushing

Devastating

Earth-shattering

The second time, it’s all of that

Plus unbelievable sadness,

Pain

At two lives lost

When the third time happens, it’s building off of all of it

It’s pain on top of pain on top of pain

And it’s not like you have ignored your grief

You’ve felt it

But somehow there’s always more

The fourth time, it’s guilt

It’s wishing you could have been closer

Feeling for others more than yourself

And feeling for the grief from before

The fifth time, it’s soul-crushing

It’s the deepest pain

It’s almost unbearable

It’s horrific

It’s pain from before,

Pain for others

For your family

Pain for the future

Pain for the pain that brought about this pain

It hurts