you ever feel like
a struggle?
not like you wanna
get into a struggle
but
like you
yourself
are literally
a struggle
in human form…
in bare feet and a polka dot dress….
like you are
just a bundle of mixed messages
and live wires….
full of messy contradictions
and your
cables of communication
can suddenly fray and frizzle
and you are bouncing
back and forth between
shouting
leave me alone
and whispering
but
i don’t want to be
alone.
and then you drink some peppermint tea
in a snoopy mug
and feel the grass you should be cutting
under your bare feet
and the birds are singing
and the cat is purring and rubbing against your back
and the sun is starting to set
and you think meh….whatever…
everything is pretty a-ok….
and you go watch a cartoon before bed.
♥
