Scribbled Thoughts

Waste years

on a misunderstanding

but appreciate

the moment

you now have

to try again

and make it better.

Be better.

Rest into embrace

and relax a moment

into normalcy,

a comfort

almost forgotten

now able to

re-centre you

as you start again.

Evidence of the past

where your hope

was painfully bright

causes present you

to flinch away,

rejecting a chance

that still burns in you.

But you can’t

see it anymore.

Can others

convince you?

Test time again

but how to

play the game

with no pressure?

How to hope,

but only a little,

so the familiar disappointment

won’t be too crushing.

Is it time to stop

the chase

altogether?

Rely on

my forgiveness

and know

I won’t take it back.

You may doubt

yourself,

and your worth,

but I don’t.

Let me stand

by your side

and watch you

understand the truth.

Plan a comfort

you need to hide

from judging eyes.

You haven’t moved on?

Still reassured

by repetition

but they see you

as stuck

and refusing

to try.

Inject sugar

to walk their

energy away

while yours

left

hours ago

and restless naps

only

sap it more.

Calculate your time

and value it

by others’ status

of rest.

Work through relaxation

and earn more.

Seems fair.

Wake to

a forgotten task

meant to refresh

but feels

like another weight added.

Repeated routine

will help,

familiar and easy,

until you can face

what’s to come.

Greet me

with a pile of filth

waiting to be ignored

or exhumed.

What option

can my

conscience

live with?