A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 165

Day 165: “I’m Blue”


I’m sad

I’ve done everything I can

And I’m still sad


I’ve stayed up

And I’ve fallen asleep


I’ve cried

And I’ve sat still

Silent


I’ve worked out

I’ve eaten right


I’ve talked and I’ve talked

I’ve listened


I don’t know what else to do

To keep the sadness from taking me over completely

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 163

Day 163: “Fear is a Synonym of Grief”


Grief is a lot of things

But a big one is fear


Fear of absence of physical presence

Fear of being left all alone


Fear of the unknown

Of having to be resilient

Of being pushed to resilience


Fear of missing someone

Every day

So badly

It hurts to your core


Fear of being in pain

Fear of the despair this pain brings


Fear of not being able to crawl out

Of the dark hole

Of loneliness

Sadness

Deep, deep despair

Of loss


It can really be debilitating if you let it

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 118

Day 118: “Ode to the Inventor of the Heating Pad”


I’d like to give the inventor of the heating pad

A gold star

A hug

My sincerest thanks


Your invention keeps me warm

Soothes me

Whisks me off to sleep

Acts as the most comfy bed for my cat


Thank you, thank you, thank you


I’m slightly sweaty

As I’m writing this

But my stomach cramps are gone

And I’m oh so cozy


You’re god’s greatest gift to earth

Although the real gift would be not having cramps at all