Awake at tea time.
Haven’t been up this early
in a long time. Morning!
Awake at tea time.
Haven’t been up this early
in a long time. Morning!
I don’t know what I’m
doing. Truth is, I never
do. I just go on.
We keep going. It’s
what we do. Just slip into
tomorrow and on
Its not on our side
It just taunts us and makes us
want more of it, time.
Nostalgia is cruel
Remebering the good times
When things are crappy
The gritty places
I was warned about arent so
scary, they glitter.
I was so focused
on getting theough this hurdle
Now, I’m like, what’s next?
One thing completed.
It’s nice to finally have
A win. I feel good.
Oh darn, I missed one.
I shouldn’t be too hard
On me. Keep going.
Entertaining the
idea of poetry books.
Give another go.