I try to look out the frosted
window. I tilt my head.
I try to see what’s in front
of me. My hands are frozen
to the wheel. I cannot feel
my fingers or toes. I’m running
late on the darkest day.
I stay on the other side of these
frosted windows. I stay strong.
I shake myself awake. I take
my time. I wait out the flurry.
I look out the frosted window
and see no need to hurry.
My vision is blurry. I look
at the rear-view, I see
a younger me. I sit alone
as the snow passes by.
I must find a way home.
The worst thing I can do is try.
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The Driveway Journals
The people have spoken; They’re not pleased –
They feel as if they’re not worthy.
The people are hopeless as their voices cease.
The people who reign are blind to the hurting.
The common person, the 99 percent,
smiles and suffers in strange ways.
High above, from where rain is sent,
an elite person creates the maze.
High on top is a life of comfort,
a place only some can go.
High on top, away from the dirt,
thunder reigns down to and fro’.
Under your reign, you create the poor
that leaves people asking for more.
I will live today with thoughts of tomorrow;
How I am feeling can change in a minute.
I continue to walk as my memories follow
and they will not stop until I am finished.
I push on as I fight these demons-
I do not show the scars I have.
Tired and confused, I find the reasons
for why I let these feelings pass.
Today is the day: Yesterday was too.
I waited and waited to see the sun.
Blinded by the light in a sky so blue,
I close my eyes before the day is done.
I have 24 hours before my body reboots,
before I have to start anew.
I see growing flowers and hanging fruits,
reminding me of the things I can do.
I feel so strange, I must accept it.
There is nothing I can do but let it be.
I wander for hours to a place I fit:
to a place where my worries run free.
Today I am feeling the way I should
and I must take it for what it is.
I would not change it if I could
because what I am feeling might be missed.
It is a new day:Time passed on
and how I was completeley went.
I accept these feelings before they're gone;
I value the day with no money spent.
What I am feeling will go away -
I must not dwell all that long.
These feelings of mine do not stay
as tomorrow plays a different song.