Lost Times
Not being honest to myself
I've let me go
What am I doing
besides existing
haven't been writing
no poetry or prose
no letters to friends
haven't been creating
pieces of art
or visions on screen
been taking care of everyone
everyone but me -
so what happens?
I am an irritated ball
an anger enthralled
and it is all me
how is this teaching
my beautiful girls
to be true to self
in times of struggle?
the best of me
is the all of me
the writer the poet
the warrior the peacekeeper
the beast of lens
and the soul seer
No more lost time
No more ignorance of self
time to schedule
instead of just floating in sea of day.
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