#writingashealing
It’s like you plan to feed yourself with time
but never take any seconds. And I swear —
you could hear me second-guessing
myself over a plate full of food for thought,
just trying to feed a little of my ego. And it takes
a while to finish expressing myself — so let me take
the express train on any passing train of thought.
Cos it’s a full course — learning how to be well fed
in a world where everyone’s trying to make bread
while praying for that _daily bread_.
A man does all that he can for himself, before he
even says __Amen__! And all men are expected
to have themselves in order — but never given
the time of day to order the meal that fills their worth.
Because most of that time gets spent spending on
somebody else’s worth.
And sometimes, I wonder if it’s really worth it at all.
There’s a man who regrets giving it all to a girl
who became somebody else’s girl…that sentiment,
_doesn’t only apply to him giving his all to girls._
—He gave everything to a seemingly self-fulfilled
world! __And that meal is always so cold...__
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 7:22 PM UTC
_A creative reflex_ —
Writing as a way to reflect
While breaking in between myself —
This is me, _finding a recess_.
And if kidding around is for kids,
Maybe some parts of me haven’t really grown
up yet.
Still, if I’m set —
Placing a quiet bet
On all these dreams I haven’t cashed in yet —
I hold the right
To keep searching for my best.
Because being better than the me from yesterday
Might be all I’ve got left…
And maybe, __that’s enough!__
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC