The Move

I have uprooted my roots
Away from the place I called home
My comfy little spot
To brave the world alone

Not sure where to begin
Except to express things have changed
Things feel so different
It really feels new but oddly strange

My mind is very focused
Determined to make this a success
I still get apprehensive
Hoping that I don’t make the move a mess

Failure isn’t an option
I am putting forward all my best feet
The fear is a tad bit exciting
My hopes aren’t raised too steep

Life is what you make it”, they say
I am giving it my very best
Welcome to my new journey
Let this be one of my new steps


We’ve Changed

Where do we go from here?

Only you would know…

I am sitting here pondering myself

Because you don’t lend me your mind


How did we get here?

I imagine it’s all my fault

You changed along with me

Now we’re both lost in our hearts


What do you want from me?

I really don’t have a clue

Your feelings elude me

Your heart cold and skewed


When did we fall apart, my love?

Not sure how we reached this demise

I don’t remember losing your heart

Regrets overflow my mind


Why do we do this to each other?

I wish I could take it all back

For my love is always with you

Even on the darkest of our days


She’s Just A Girl

She sits here worrying and contemplating her life, and she doesn’t know which path she should take.  There are good choices and bad ones along her way.  Just like everyone else, she has to make those hard choices.  It just feels too heavy and labored to find a way to be happy.  All she really does is make herself more miserable with each decision she makes.  Everyone wants her to be strong and carry herself to her destination, but, honestly, she’s just a girl.

She doesn’t have all the answers to the mysteries of this world, and she doesn’t always make the right choices.  Her struggles are just as real as his or hers or you or yours.  Each of those struggles drags her down and breaks her.  Each time she breaks, she tries to cope with the bits of herself that she has lost, not knowing if she will ever be able to get those pieces back or repair herself.  Her mind is a mess, and her heart has turned stone cold.  She cannot do everything for everyone anymore because she’s just a girl.

The reason she is just a girl is that she doesn’t know how to do or be anything or anyone else.  This is all she has ever been, and it is probably all she ever will be.  Broken.  Incapable of giving or receiving love.  Lost.  Forsaken.  She just cannot find her way back to the path that will lead her to the destination that she has always dreamed of.  Her struggle is real, and she hopes she can make it through all of the pain of this life.

Afterall, she is just this average girl with average struggles and immense pain.


Ramblings – May 2, 2017

My virtual world sometimes takes over my real world.  It has a control of me that I cannot explain.  I make all these plans to get tasks done, and then hours pass with me still playing my games.

There will be more posts tomorrow.  Thank you to everyone who has followed me and commented.  The control shall be mine tomorrow…I hope! 🙂

via Daily Prompt: Control

Water Worlds

Another rainy day

In this month of April showers

The world has turned green again

I am ready for the May flowers


Can it rain every day?

What could that mean?

Would swells fill the bay?

Flood the creeks and streams?


Would we live in a water world?

Would land be in sight?

Like a blanket of water that swirled

Following forever against the moon’s light


Exploring and finding forbidden islands

Via boats and homemade crafts

The water rippling dirt rather than sands

Houses making the deconstructed rafts

Could we live this way forever?

It could be in nature’s design

Mother Nature is quite clever

But this was only in my mind…