I get up every morning
and I rise to my feet.
I get ready for the day –
just as people do.
I rise for another time.
I don’t see the signs
of any future decline.
I get dressed. I walk
towards the front door.
I swing the door open
and I take a big step,
but I trip before I leave.
I start to fall to the floor.
Just like that, my mood
is under attack. I rise
again, not before I tie
my shoes. The fall hurt,
but I learned to rise.
I look to the sky above
and I rise to my feet.
I like standing up to
the faces of defeat.
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A Ride to the Other Side
Because I have wrapped up my first chapbook collection, I am starting a new one. Below you will find a link to the first chapbook of the new series. Enjoy!
Without further ado, I present you, A Ride to the Other Side
Physical copies coming soon…
Learn to Live
I have learned how to live –
I have so much that I can give.
I value each minute I am here;
I make decisions without fear.
I have learned about my life,
now I know how to live it right.
Problems I have come and go,
but not the wisdom I now know.
Every lesson, I take with me
on my quest to travel with ease.
My eyes have grown wider,
making me a better fighter.
I walk around and I feel proud
that I can move without a sound.
I’m learning what it means to be
a steady boat sailing the sea.
Some waves don’t seem to break,
yet I love the way my boat shakes.
A Million Moods
Things. People. Moods
Change
Faster than I blink.
Thoughts. Moods. Feelings
Change
The way people think.
I have felt a million moods –
Each mood is apart of me.
I have moods with attitudes
Affecting me and how I see.
Life passed on with time gone;
I still feel a million moods.
I still feel both right and wrong
and a dying need to feel you too.
Growing Young
“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” – Proverb
I can’t go back
to the days now faded.
I hold my light
to memories most shaded.
I illuminate my mind,
burning away my struggle;
I want back the time –
its not worth the trouble.
I must think forward
and not dwell on “ifs”.
I can’t work backward
for the present, I forget.
The pain I feel goes away
and I accept the fact I’m Growing.
Thoughts that come seem to stay
and turn into dreams hardly showing.
Add another day, and another;
I seem to grow older.
Just take away my age
as it’s just a number.
It’s Time to leave and find youth
before my days go on.
I want to grow younger, that’s the truth;
I search for innocence as time I lose.