Tag: reflecting

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 219

Day 219: “Fear: an Outlook on Life”

I realize that there’s always two outlooks

Sometimes more

ways to look at things

Find the good

The positive

But it’s hard

when you’re scared

scared of loss

scared of that feeling

scared to be alone

I don’t want to be left alone

I’ve felt it before

And it’s terrible

I know that I’m never alone

I have myself

And blah, blah, blah

But sometimes I need to wallow

Sit in fear

Stir in imagined disaster

I’m not sure why that is

But that’s where I’m at now

I’ll lay my head

down to rest

And hope the fear doesn’t spill into my dreams

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 210

Day 210: “Freedom”

They say comparison

makes you feel like shit

Well, that’s not exactly the saying

I’m paraphrasing

I’ve been a bit stuck

And a bit jealous

of what others have accomplished

What freedom they have

Financial

Creative

And otherwise

I’d love to have the freedom to do whatever I want

Be whoever I want

Like truly

Wouldn’t we all?

Why can’t we have that?

What do we have to do to have that?

I’m actually asking

Because, believe me,

I’m trying

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 207

Day 207: “Subconscious Grief”

Loss

Feels like a fading away

A slipping through my fingers

Lack

Not enough time

Love still to give

I can’t comprehend it

Can’t believe

He’s gone

They’re all gone

It doesn’t make sense

My dreams are full of attempts at changing it

Bringing him back

Actually, he never left

It doesn’t feel fair,

okay

It’s definitely not right

Sometimes I see the beauty in life and death

But more often than not I just feel sad

Mad

Oh so upset

There’s no resolution

Grief is a fickle thing

I guess I’ll just turn out the light

Try to get some sleep

And see if he’ll visit me in my dreams

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 203

Day 203: “The Present is a Friend”

Today I learned

I’ve been at war with the present moment

The now has always been a means to an end

A stop on the way to the great big something

The future I’m working toward

Clawing my way toward

But now is now

And that future is beautiful yet uncertain

Is in my mind

Not in my body

Today I’m refocusing

Getting back in my body

Putting my weapons down

And putting my arms out for the here and now