Days begin to melt

Into weeks that drip away

The months of my life.

Forgiving oneself

Is sometimes a greater trial

Than mountains of earth.

I’m back on my feet,

I know where to go

The path is clear,

I see how to grow.

Once distracted,

Now I’m aligned

Though I wandered off,

I’m back, as designed.

I see my true purpose

Through all of this haze.

I’ll carry out for my life,

Not just a phase.

I know who I am,

A lineage of gold.

Same as you are,

So I’ve been told.

The truth is, I falter

Just the same.

I forget who I am,

I sully my name.

I feel like a burden,

I stumble my words.

I worry myself,

Until I can’t find them…

Yet, if I am patient,

Especially with myself,

I find my place,

Is not on a shelf.

So don’t feel used,

Don’t label your heart.

It’s just okay, be yourself

You have a part.

Remember the day,

Revel in the night,

“Because every little thing

Is gonna be alright.”

I aimed for your cheek,

Planted there a soft, sweet kiss.

You told me I missed.

I understand.

It’s okay, that’s what I do.

I don’t have to try.

We all have our scars

Some stark as the day time

Some pale as moonlight

Pain is still pain though,

Whether yesterday’s or now,

Time matters little.

I love it when I smile

And I feel it on your face

Though we’re miles away.

Memories come in broken boxes

Mailed across the mind

Sometimes leaking

Always seeking

A way to remind
A way to remind

Though never sought

Tightly closing

Held behind a wall

Memories stored in boxes broken.

Laughing at myself

While looking in the mirror

Memories of you.

Sometimes happiness

Is trying to find your keys

While you are driving.