The mind’s a mirror.
Mirrors lie —
Flawed, they show
What's right in front,
But not what lies behind.

Thoughts in ashes,
Moods in ember,
Feeling unloved,
Not remembered —
Well, my friend,
Cheer up, I'm here.
You are not alone.

Hunger, hunger for respect,
Crave attention, humblebrag.
Front row seat, with all the world
Where it belongs —
At my feet.

Lemons, chances,
Shampoo bottles —
Take your time to
Squeeze them dry.

How much can you handle?
You won't know until you try,
But there's no need to seek it out.
It's already part of life.

The shame,
The praise,
The weight,
The downpour,
Gravity of circumstance —
Little influence over its timing,
Even less over the place it lands.

Strands of order
Through the chaos,
Shooting lifelines
In the dark —
Almost no beginning's
Ever easy,
What counts
Is that you start.

Let's talk —
Nothing is unbridgable,
So long as we
Maintain the dialogue.

Times change,
Vision wavers,
Still, optimism shines
Just as brightly
Behind glass.

Burning daylight
Hours ‘till curtains,
Energetic, never nervous —
Passing time, until it's
Time to shine.

Stolen moments,
Saved up hours.
Not the world's,
No, these are ours.
Our dance,
Our soul connection,
Our escape from all that drains
The light within.

Melancholy circular —
All time flies,
But random days
Seem far darker
Than they have
Any right to be.

Bubble days
Of happy moments
Floating in the sea of time —
Happiness is what you make it,
And these moments here
Are mine.

Gasps of shock,
Sighs of relief,
Life's breath
Entering or leaving —
In and out,
The eb and flow
Of all shades of anticipation.

Happy
Never cares
If it is sloppy.

Pounding,
Beating,
Tremor,
Trembling skin,
Pulse racing fast —
I am rhythm,
I am music.
Feel the cadence of my heart.

Tides of life
In troubling times —
Flash your love.
Make it bright.

Energy levels
Still inked in red —
A far cry from what's needed,
But already so much more
Than what I had.

Truths unfelt,
Ignored, withheld —
Right up to the point
You can no more ignore
You can't.

The cards that I'm dealt
Won't define who I am,
For life gives us all a mixed bag,
With at least a few lemons.