Futility runs
Without moving anything:
Hemorrhaged effort.
The Cost of Kindness
Spending just a moment
To think beyond yourself
Reaching past pride to
Grasp generosity
Forcing through anger to
Seek selflessness
Rejecting judgement to
Forgive
Releasing the past
To live
Ask a Foolish Question
Ask a foolish question
Cue mockery and scorn
Ask a foolish question
And wish that you weren’t born
Ask a foolish question
Hear the silence grow
Feel the sneering glances
And stop wanting to know
Ask a foolish question
Open yourself to pain
Ask a foolish question
Swear not to ask again
Ask a foolish question
Risk the fated burn
Ask a foolish question
If you truly want to learn
There Comes a Time in Every Life
One of the great things about writing is poetic license. It doesn’t have to be accurate or factual like an essay. It simply has to feel real. “There Comes a Time in Every Life” is like that.
Real to Me
I write what I feel is real,
What I believe is true.
Yet I see what’s real to me,
Is not so real to you.
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