#thistooshallpass
My mind is still dull and dimmed with fog
From a recent string of sleepless nights,
But coffee and breakfast have done me good.
The sky bears no clouds and my vision is bright.
The itching stripes underneath my sleeves
Are fading to pink as they start to repair.
Those hours in Hell which then felt eternal
Are now a mere slash on a calendar square.
A quiet, bright jingling rings in my ears
With each steady pace into this new day,
As hung on a chain 'round my neck swings a pendant
Stamped with the words, "MEMENTO VIVERE."
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
When the longingness
Strikes once again
And the "what ifs"
Seek more answers
I strengthen my resolve
Keep my head up high
And give a long sigh
This too, will pass by.
Aug 25, 2022
Aug 25, 2022 at 6:22 AM UTC
Tightly I cling; -
Rebecca's promise to me,
Reminding myself :
Even now, 'You are Free'.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 2:26 PM UTC
Days are getting longer
Hopes are getting bleak
But don't let them, let you down
Because remember "this too shall pass"
We, in the midst of chaos
But bear with all of them
by giving a shot of smile
Because remember "this too shall pass"
Refrain from cursing the days
Live in each season as it passes
by doing what you love
Because remember "this too shall pass"
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 2:20 PM UTC
like walking on eggshells
worse
walking on shards of glass
broken window pane
i leaned too far out this time
afraid of every moment
terrified
that every breath
will be the one to break me open
scared
of spilling over and out
like blood on a new carpet
there's no cleaning this mess
i convince myself it's just my dreaming
but even in sleep i am awake
there is no pretending
there are some roads we simply must take
i may not like this one
i may hate this path with every ounce of meaning
every once of life i have left
but i guess that's why life is funny
it's not always about the journey
nor the destination
its not about choosing a path
not about the road less taken
it's about continuing down that road
taking each step in this dark alley
not because i want to
not because i have to
but because that's life
to keep going
to keep going
until you are you again
until i am me again
i'll keep going
i know soon
i'll find that path
that feels a little more like home
May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
Seconds, minutes, hours, days...
You can get over it. Tick, tick.
Days, weeks, months, years...
You're in a different place. Ring, ring.
Decades, centuries, millennium, eons...
We're all the same! Toll, toll.
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:02 PM UTC