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Rickie Louis Sep 2021
At times I feel like a flower
Once swaying in a field free
Amongst a spectrum of colors
Washing down into a streams valley
Beneath the rays of light
Tickled by the feet of life in flight
Then plucked
Placed into a glass
By a window
To wither
Rickie Louis May 2021
God I get so busy sometimes
Sometimes busy doing nothing
Sometimes just sitting here
Doing literally nothing
Almost feeling cursed
Day in day out
Like I'm chained
I feel little control
I feel my body breaking
A new chronic pain
Another migraine
Another depressive state
Some how though
I need to fit work
Also food and rest
Oh my friends
I've not forgotten
My family
they see me
much less.
I'm sorry
Rickie Louis Oct 2020
The unhappiness you're experiencing right now comes down to allowances.
The allowance of negative thought to entertain your mind.
The allowance of idleness.
The allowance of making choices against happiness.
The allowance of negative people.
Mostly it comes down to the allowance of time given for anything that will eventually cause you pain.
The same allowance can get you joy and satisfaction.
Salvation of time.
Make the right choice.
Note to self
Rickie Louis Aug 2020
At the moment,
she's present,
just not in the present moment.
Rickie Louis Jan 2020
Mysterious shadows on the wall.
Silhouettes detached from their source.
Just a void of light.
An outline often depicting,
the same that could be said
about some of us.
Detached from our source,
void of light.
Rickie Louis Nov 2019
I use to plead with fate. Begging and wishing; praying and hoping for things to change. I'd always try to compromise. Almost always blind to one thing. Action. Always neglecting my basic necessities, in exchange for inaction; possibilities, for idleness.. Always focused on the moment. Lacking foresight for progression. All of my life I have simply digressed.
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