Swirling thoughts
tired body
recipe for dark imaginings.
Should I go to sleep
before I cook any up?
The kids have been asleep for some time now
and I finally have some quiet…
I could write, I could sew,
I could draw, I could knit—
but what good is creative space
when you have no energy to create?
Balance seems like a fantasy
when every day ends with such fatigue.
After a while, hope runs thin,
and thoughts of morning
bring no solace.
Ah, it’s getting darker by the minute.
Maybe I should’ve gone to sleep
before I wrote this.
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Not like my usual poems that include at least a few warm fuzzy bits..but oh well…this is how I feel, and I’m keeping it real.
Real is always good. I like it.
I agree with you. It’s hard to relate to insincerity…but being real…being human…now there is a chance for connection.
It’s the truth as a mom on this path. It’s the truth 🙂 There is no time for this inner looking…yet somehow we are doing it. I say no rules. 💜
Thank you Laurie. I love how supportive you are in your truth telling. ❤
You too 🙂 that little poem encouraged me because it was so darn real. 🙂
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
You do you. I like this piece
Thank you Hannah. I appreciate your support. ❤
Reality is always good
Always so much kinder than our minds will make it out to be…<3