today i walk on grass
soft and clean
damp and green
i hope it is still here
tomorrow is near
what act of God
how will i trod
if the grass is not there

the sun rises
slow and steady
warm and bright
even for the dead
and again tomorrow
the sun sets
slow and steady
cold and dark
even for the living
and again tomorrow

“You have to move, get up.”
“I don’t want to.”
“This is sad you need to get over yourself.”
“I’m broken, and I don’t think I can be fixed.”
“Then fake it. Get up and put on a smile.”
“It hurts too much; I just want to cry.”
“No crying! It’s not worth it.”
“But I just can’t let go…”
“You have to move on. It’s the only way.”
“Please, all I want is five minutes to let it all out.”
“You’re pathetic. Fine. Five minutes.”
“Thank you,” said the heart.
“You’re welcome,” said the mind.
And the heart and mind cried together.
Just for five minutes.

I'm a puzzle missing a piece or two
The pebble in your shoe
The bad wheel on your cart
The lawn mower that won't start
The faucet with a drip drip drip
The super hot coffee sip
The money you borrow
I'll do better tomorrow

My heart is a free meal, eat it up and drink it in or spit it out with an evil grin

how can it be
no one remembers me
my name is
we've met before this
I speak and make sound
I stand and feel ground
I smile and frown
just let me down
and forget
no regret