Life is in session

For as long as I have a breath in me… 🌬

What the fuck
I flip and I flop
Like the hands on clock
Forward they move
Stop in a groove

You have my attention
But wait
My obsession
Distracted by this
Tortured by that

Get up another day
To tackle what’s new
Face the old
Embrace what’s askew

Fuck my life
In this single moment
Love what inspires me
Let go of the torment

Hold on to what’s right
Tattered and worn
Nothing left to fight

Just a sappy movie
Sit by my side
Time is of the essence
You’re missing the fucking ride

Grimace don’t smile
Fatigued
Run the extra mile

Can’t I just stop
No baby girl
Not until
You’ve reached the top

I’m ___ without you
A better man you could be
I hate every second
knowing you’re lost without me

and again and again…

✍🏼🧝🏻‍♀️

The insanity cha cha

🧠🔨

She’s too tired to cry. She’s too worn to care. She’s too numb to feel. She’s too torn to choose.

She cries out, please hold my heart. She rises up, please heal my soul. She reaches out, please mend my spirit.

She’s not where she once was, but she’s not yet where she hopes to be.

He’s too tired to cry. He’s too worn to care. He’s too numb to feel. He’s too torn to choose.

He makes her cry with her heart so heavy. He holds her down wreaking havoc on her soul. He lets go of her hand as he unravels her spirit.

He’s not yet where he wants to be, but he’s not where he once was either.

The familiarity draws them close, makes him run, leaving her all alone.

Driven by fear, neither can receive God’s Favor to make it disappear.

In her darkest despair, she struggles to believe, he won’t trust so neither can receive.

✍🏻🧖🏼‍♀️