Made up stories to keep warm countless nights, wasted lives slinking into other skin,
All grown men, turns out, are really, still just boys dreaming of being a race car driver.
We look for ways to distract ourselves from these cold grey days, walling ourselves in
Frozen lakes of silenced quarantined promise, praying this spring thaw will revive her.
2.16.20
What the brain tells you and what’s real are contradictory
When depression and anxiety run rampant in a mind
Medication and therapy need to happen but that only
Deals with the symptoms and not the real problem
Change has to be tangible and it must happen soon
While reality is survivable, we were meant for more
12.1.19
We look forward to the house being full of food and noise
Then there’s so much food and so much noise that we
Wonder if we accomplished something crazy or did okay
A lesson in teamwork and grinding through rough days
It seems everything happens so fast and then we wait
For another shoe to drop, the next big thing to change
A room is empty, useless without someone to fill it
We have to learn to let go and hope beyond hope
That we’ll all be okay and we can make it on our own
Hoping one day we’ll again make a house our home