Scribbled Thoughts

Renew but ignore

until someone else

demands the presence.

Is it more appealing now

just because

a time limit

makes you

pause

and really look?

Cling to routine

so exhaustion

doesn’t distract.

Months to go

until excitement returns,

can you last?

The fall

will be when

you come alive

and remember

passion

isn’t wrong.

You have the right

to express

the real you.

Sit and wait

to hear the future

of next year

and begin to plan

so you’re ready

to meet it

and remember

the joy

of a decade.

Read my results

and know

nothing has sparked,

your stalemate

is just that

and nothing

has grown from it.

Nature flows

but is interrupted

in a confused moment,

holding the world

in a breath

it doesn’t know

to release

or suck back in.

Rewrite a path

and explore

what could have been,

what results are better,

which person

you should have

become.

Flip backwards

on the spot

to wow

and distract

those around

and yourself.

Did it work?

Ignore my presence

as you work

on tempting

my stability away.

Or is it deliberate?

Basking in my ruin

as you succeed

and watching me

sink

into defeat,

the self-deprecation

preventing any drive

to fight back.

Those closest to you

don’t know

the existence

of the one

who should be considered

your everything.

What does that say

when you hide them away?

What else

is secret,

even from yourself?