Live for the moment
Blank out the past
Rejoice in the present
Learn to smile and laugh

Forget about sadness
Numb yourself from pain
Ignore others problems
Congratulations you are deranged

Today my sister died…or maybe it was yesterday
I’m not really sure …how… why… or  when… it doesn’t matter now
If only I could talk to her again
I would let her know…
That If I knew that our brief encounter would be our last
I could have been kinder
The words flew thru out of my mouth
I wish I could take them back
Yes maybe I could have been a better sister
You pushed me away so much
That I had no reason the stay
You were wicked… spiteful… and …mean…
But you were my sister
You never moved on with your life
You suffered from the day Daddy died
Never to love again…
Your high expectations were written in stone…
In your cold …broken… sad… heart
You never knew the love you so needed
You never got what you deserved
You asked so little of life
Yet should have gotten the world
Your life was not sprinkled with true happiness
You were loved...but only felt pain
Why I will never know…
You had so much love to give
But you never found peace..
In life and
Now death
I now wish you peace
I wish you love
I wish you were here with me again
(roll your eyes at me…I know you want to)
Love is for giving
Love is Forgiving
I wish that from you…

Blatant, unruly, defiant.
Wither away into silence.

Continuous, repetitive and tangled
Existence will cover you like a blanket.

I lay beneath the vastness of nothingness
As my heart follows the finite actions
For our date the sky has been fully dressed
Elegant, yet flashy, the ultimate fashion.

Hazy, gloomy and distracted.
I simply exist for a moment.
Somehow, this planet is where I have landed
But I'm strictly headed to destination "nowhere"

Back and forth, a charming wobble
On a rugged rag she hops
Chasing traces of burst bubbles
Left by little soapy drops

Lightly pruned palms gently pressed
Hid behind a fresh new towel
In a formal evening dress
Like a royal clumsy fowl

A relentless Déjà vu
Is refusing to clear up
Like a lipstick smudge that drew
On the lip of a tea cup

Nearly done, a dreamy gaze
Smiling as she turns about
For her beauty I do praise
We chose to stay and not dine out