Scribbled Thoughts

Mask through cloth

to protect

a version of yourself

no one else can know.

Can you see through

the fabric?

Or have you forgotten

the colour

of the sky?

Two hours

to reach home,

all obstacles

surfacing

to try break

your journey.

Would it be better

to never leave?

A thought

too lonely

to consider

seriously.

Trickle through a moment

of the extraordinary

with a mind

unique

and beautiful.

Even that small glimpse

will let you reach out

and feel the rush

of connection.

Wake with

growing aches,

a pressure of heat

that will gain

no relief.

How will you cope?

How will you

be judged?

Fall short on goals

as always

and forget

to celebrate

the completed achievements,

too focused

on those left

waiting.

Pretty up

his life

with words

you hope are true,

perhaps they’ll reach

the right person

and you can relax

instead of expecting

a family feud.

Fight faded,

hope gone,

but still

you pretend

it’s there,

too tired

to state the obvious

and too empty

to admit

you’re done.

Fogged mind

of tiredness and pain,

continue on

as demands

pile up,

never ending,

never letting

you rest.

Relatable story

a little further along

than your own,

is this your future

or a path

not open,

not needed?

Do you want

to find out?

Wash away

and suck out the dirt

before moving on

to paint over

uneven surfaces.

Does it disguise

the imperfect?

Do you

want it to?