Tag: reflecting

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

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 191

Day 191: “In the Comments”

Why do people feel the need to

to bring the energy down

To hate

To spew

To spit

Why are they so miserable

that they have to tear people down

Summon storms to their parade

Stomp on their passions

Their joys

It’s honestly so sad

That we can’t all just be happy for each other

The comment section is a scary place

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 190

Day 190: “Therapy Wins”

Historically

I’ve felt embarrassed when I cry in front of others

Especially people I don’t know well…

Or at all

But tonight

I cried

I cried

And I cried

In front of people

I spoke and shared what I wanted to

With tears in my eyes

And a frog in my throat

I didn’t know I’d be so emotional!

But I shared

And I cried

And I cried

And I cried

I felt what I needed to

And I didn’t feel embarrassed

I didn’t feel judged

By others

But that wasn’t the point

I didn’t judge myself

Another win from therapy

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 187

Day 187: “Waiting Game”

Why are we constantly in a waiting game?

Waiting for this to happen so I can finally make that change and be fulfilled

I blame society

For needing money and stability

But I really want to just say fuck it

And live the life of my dreams

What if I don’t have to wait?

Maybe what’s really holding me back is fear