Think To Ink

I wanna slide down a rainbow
Or catch a falling star
Visit different galaxies
Different worlds
Fly somewhere far
Have a honeymoon on the crescent moon itself
Dance with the mermaids
Under the oceans belt
Drink cold water with ice chips made from glaciers
Tip the scale of earthquakes to shake the universe and wake us
And pilot spaceships with our unidentified neighbors
Build pyramids with Egyptians
And Rome in seven days
Meet Moses and Noah
In the old testament days
Capture the rapture
Get baptized in the sea of Galilee and be saved

Most nights
It crawls into my bed and watches over me As I try to sleep
But nothing like an angel
More like a ghost
An unwelcome host
It greets me as soon as I wake
Following me into every room
Even if I close the doors
I can never escape ,
Sits heavily on my shoulders
Whispers into my ear
I place sticky notes on my mirrors
Hoping I can redirect my thoughts
To be more clearer and cheerful
It makes me smile at my coworkers
And tell my family and friends Im okay
Holds me hostage like it has a gun pointed to my face
Its the predator and Im its prey
Its tells me Im a failure
I'll never be good enough
Im too corny
And im not hood enough
That Im not smart
Never finish anything that I start
Im soft. I lack boundaries
I disguise it by saying I have a good heart.
People stay because I love them
Not because they love me
And if I stare at myself too long
It makes me feel ugly
This is only some of what depression does to me

I don't know all of what love is
But I know what love ain't
I know the things we can change for the sake of it
But Im also aware of the things we can't
Old habits can be broken
Especially if they're toxic
But if nobody's willing
Then logically
time is wasted
Foundation is baseless
Racing with no sense of direction
Just projecting
Instead of self reflection
Neglecting possible connections
That could be
The fulfillment you need
The healing where you bleed
The seal that makes you complete
But most people cant get over their ego
And under their pride
Vulnerability make them appear to much on the soft side
Realistically they're just on the lost side.

Sand feels good between your toes
While you stroll on the beach
But that same sand if it gets in your eyes
Causes distress
Same sand. Different outcomes.

The placement, the atmosphere, and the circumstances can all be factors of how its perceived.
But it still doesn't lose its title.
The sand is still sand.

No matter where you go. Whether you're accepted or rejected.
You're still you.
Nobody or nothing can define or deny your existence.

Hold onto that....

Celebrating my 2nd year on Facebook. Thank you for your continuing support. I could never have made it without you. 🙏🤗🎉

Life is short. Regret is long.