Sponges

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SPONGES

Some people are like sponges.
They soak up whatever is around them,
And then pour it out on others.

When they are with good people,
They absorb your goodness,
And then pour it out on others.

When they are around toxic people,
They become like them,
And then pour it out on others.

Don’t be a sponge.
Know who you are.
Beware of sponges and always be the good person
So the sponges can soak up your goodness.

Breath

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Breath in slowly,
Try to fill your lungs and hold it.
Breath in slowly,
Don’t let the pain get to you.
Breath in slowly,
Try to fill your lungs and hold it.


Calm yourself and let the negative thoughts float away.
Think about the things that matter and leave all the rest aside.

Breath in slowly,
Try to fill your lungs and hold it.
Breath in slowly,
Don’t let the pain get to you.
Breath in slowly,
Try to fill your lungs and hold it.

Remember what is important to you.
Forget the other things and let them float away.


Breath in slowly,
Tell yourself you are worth it.
Breath in slowly,
Remember what is important.
Breath in slowly,
Remember who is important.

Mornings


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The alarm resounds in my head and I grumble and moan.

It pulls me from my slumber with a start.

My blankets wrapped around me keeping me warm as the cold morning air hits me.


I pull the covers over my head.

It can’t be morning already.

I want to hide from everyone and everything.

Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.

I want to hide from the world and pull the blankets closer.

The cold morning air wakes me, but I retreat under the covers.

Never leave the warmth and safety of the bed

Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.


I lay alone with all my thoughts,

The quiet in the morning

No one expecting anything from me

In this quiet time, oh the thoughts that come

Alas I must rise, each day the same

Running a race that never ends

Let me pull the covers back over my head.

The race never ends, just to take some days alone with my kids.

No work, no stress, just me and my kids.

Mornings

The alarm resounds in my head and I grumble and moan.

It pulls me from my slumber with a start. 

My blankets wrapped around me keeping me warm as the cold morning air hits me.

I pull the covers over my head.

It can’t be morning already.

I want to hide from everyone and everything.

Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.

I want to hide from the world and pull the blankets closer.

The cold morning air wakes me, but I retreat under the covers.

Never leave the warmth and safety of the bed

Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.

I lay alone with all my thoughts,

The quiet in the morning

No one expecting anything from me

In this quiet time, oh the thoughts that come

Alas I must rise, each day the same

Running a race that never ends

Let me pull the covers back over my head.

The race never ends, just to take some days alone with my kids.

No work, no stress, just me and my kids.

Why Bother?

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Why bother with people when you get left in the dust?

Why bother when something better always comes along?

Why bother when you are left alone?

They say, you can be yourself with us but do they really mean that?

What is wrong with you when everyone goes running?

What is wrong with you when no one stays?

What is wrong with me?

Sometimes I want to hide because I think that’s what everyone wants me to do.

Sometimes I want to scream but that’s just what my brain wants to do. 

Sometimes I want to cry because that is what’s in my heart

And sometimes I just want to be your friend. 

How Long Do You Wait?

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How Long Do You Wait?

How long do you wait?

The agonizing silence.

The dread and dismay you feel as you wonder what went wrong.

The gloom and desperation you feel as you reach out to nothing. 

How long do you wait?

The harrowing silence. 

Dejection and grief you feel as you wonder what went wrong.

The sadness and heartache you feel as you reach out to nothing. 

The silence rings in your ears as you feel nothing. 

You reach out and grasp but it is only figments of what was. 

Toxic

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Toxic

There are toxic people in the world.

Once you realize who they are, 

Your life will be better.

Don’t cry over people who used to be your friend.

If they don’t want you, it is their loss and not yours.

If they are toxic, then it is better that they are gone.

You may be sad at first, but in the end you will be better off.