Three nights in, begin. Quarter past, at last. Destination reached, has been preached. Absolutely understandable. Truth unreachable. Lessons learned, bridges burned. Sanity returned.
Tag: Self care
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Memories, left at the doorstep. Dreams, shipped on a spaceship. Forgetting things, how we met. Fateful trip. Love slips. I expect it, from the very first kiss.
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…..peaceful little stroll…Ezra leading the way….
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Racing sideways down the trail, no time to waste. Get there quick, pick your stick. The fire is perfect, for our task. Finally snack time, here at last. Marshmallows roasting, laughter ringing. Soon, we will commence the singing.
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Your wicked ways are mundane. Boring and tiring by the way. Take your stress and anxiety. Go away. Forever or even a day. I am not impressed. You have no say. I smile and laugh, I’ll enjoy this day.
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Trying hard to catch my breath. Visions of her sending me South. Out of my mind. Heading West. So much better than all the rest. Looking North for support. None found. Not in the least. Obviously now I head East…..
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Smile and grin, alive again. Sun shining bright. Forget last night. Enjoy this day, while it’s here. Troubles will reappear. Forget them now, leave them there. Enjoy what’s now, what’s real and clear.
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…ezra’s new haircut…I am no groomer…
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Civil war ballad, written in haste. Short little song, meant to erase. Evil and carnage carried to waste. A winner and loser, cannot be the case. Nobody wins, no one escapes.
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Contentment, a concept I’ll never aquire. Wouldn’t desire. It would put out my fire. Extinguish the flame. With only myself to blame. No, I prefer constant change. Mixing it up. Swinging around. Never knowing where I’ll be found.
Escape Reality 