You wake up one day and you stop worrying…..about everything and everyone. Things you can’t control? The crappy stuff from other people? Opinions and judgments that you didn’t ask for? You look at life and say Fu*k it! I’m just going to LIVE. Period! My way. Period! Do me. Period! No explanations. Period!
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
In her girlish fantasies, in all the fancy books she’d read
From everything she’d been taught, in answers she’d sought
She’d never dreamed that it would ever be like this.
She was ill-prepared for the shock of the very first slap!
Fisted palms, desire-laden eyes, wicked tongue and dirty lies
Strangled by loving arms, a hot passion, now colder than ice.
Day 29. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!
On a day such as this, a rough, lonely today
You’ll find the hidden mysteries of life in perfect play
So let’s play a game of flow and float, and let’s play it right
In this game, you are not the you conditioned by your walls