19: Blink

Blink and you’ll miss it,
the old woman said
and before you know it,
it’ll be the end

and you’ll realize too late
that you’ve yet to step out that door
even if you have no idea yet
what treasures to look for

for there’s so much to see
out there in the sun
so much to experience
before this short life is done

a kind smile
can light up one’s day
or just a look that says you care
when there’s nothing left to say

So stop your worrying,
don’t wait too late
take that step you’ve been dreaming of
there’s so much at stake.

via Daily Prompt: Blink

book case

for my birthday, i want a bookcase
where i can live a different life
page after page
each treasured book a sweet escape
never one to lose my place

for my birthday i want a home
where i can live and not be afraid
like i always am
each day the same unflinching reality
another unfulfilled life on the lam

for my birthday i want to be happy
for life will be short
from here on
i’ve fallen far from where i started
but from this moment on, I’ll be reborn

NaPoWriMo Day 6: Denial

she should have seen it a long time ago
when her lies began to wear thin,
when everything she believed in
crumbled from within

for too long she held on,
hoping things would turn out alright
until the day came and there was no one left
and her day turned into night

with no one to turn to,
no one who still cared
till her soul began to wither away
till her teeth bared

until the day she awoke,
no longer asleep at the wheel,
defeating the demons who bested her,
the ones that brought her to her knees

the stories she convinced herself to be true,
the lies that she chose to believe –
but that was a long time ago
and now she can no longer be deceived.

Layers

she needs the layers to cover her fears
every single one of them demanding
that she put on a happy face despite the years
of failures and disappointments, never ending

and every night as she takes them off, one by one,
she tells herself that tomorrow will be better,
maybe one day, all her nightmares will be gone,
and life can finally be kind to her.

via Layers — The Daily Post

Tourist In This Lifetime

I’m just a tourist in this lifetime
figuring out the secrets one day at a time,
where anything can happen,
where things have no rhythm nor rhyme

where good deeds often go unnoticed
and the bad ones get their rewards
where we sleep fitfully in beds we’ve long made
where there’s no turning back, only forward

where life can flash from beginning to end
in a moment that can become too brief
For we’re all just tourists in this lifetime
Filling our itineraries with happiness, joy, and inevitably, grief.

via Tourist — The Daily Post

Drowning

the masks have to come off
for she can’t wear them anymore
each moment spent living a lie
she’s losing sight of the shore

drowning in the stories she tells herself
every single day
not a moment of respite awaits her
just another soul led astray

by the you-should’s and the you-have-to’s,
of what is expected of her
to be the good daughter, mother, wife
all the while inside, she feels herself shatter,

and every day that she tells herself
everything is going to be okay
is another day that her soul dies another death
but she’s long run out of lies to say.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

 
This is a chocolate cupcake from Scratched Baked Goods in Long Beach so perfectly nestled in its box, I didn’t have the heart to take it out just to snap another pic. 

Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend!