Over

These last twenty two years have been a blast

Forced to learn, forget, and study in school

I am almost upset that it won’t last

Oh how I will miss this prison, this pool

Of diversity, it went by so fast

They were right in saying school was cool

I’m kidding, I’m lying, it’s time for fun

I’ve done my time, I’m out, I’m done.

Lake Anna

The smeared orange sky looks down at us

Trying to hold up the setting sun

The scorched smell of charcoal in the gray air tickles

My nose as my stomach noisily rolls over in the bed of my appetite

The foggy water gradually lets go of our bodies as

We tiredly climb out of the dark green depth

The yawning sun blankets our damp backs

Like a warm towel right out of the dryer

The thumping of tiny feet run along creaky wooden boards

As boats gently knock on the bruised back of the boatshed

The distant sizzling of the tired grill makes us run faster up steep hills

As freshly cut grass wraps our feet in green straw

The children’s echoed giggles jump on a soft breeze

As I hear the retreating lake brush the sand

And I just smile to myself knowingly

That this is exactly where I want to be

Long Week

This week does hang on the back of my shirt

Wearing me down till I’m bruised and hurt

Aggressively tugging so I cannot walk

Its cuffs on me are firmly locked

I peer our through each cold, metal bar

Looking out at what seems so far

Freedom!  Even if it’s only three days

Oh to escape, restless mind give me ways!

But look!  It’s Thursday, she’s letting me go

The weekend just pointed me to a window

I hurriedly grab my stuff and pack

For I know that the week will soon be back.

Individuality

I wake to a bragging sun in my eyes

And heated rays upon my face

The distant, chlorine clouds and bright, blue skies

An awakening world that I embrace

I twist the doorknob welcoming keen winds

Amid musical birds and graceful trees

The treaded journey I slowly begin

Being pushed by a sudden, eager breeze

Oh heart, what will I see, where should I go

I have no hand to hold, I’m all alone

Just keep walking allow time to grow

For now, I realize, I’m on my own

There is so much life has to offer me

To live, to love, to learn, to at last…be

Comes With the Title

Every day is a constant battle

With prolonged arguments that never cease

The tide of bills makes it harder to paddle

These issues that over the years increase

Unleashed children always making me clean

I never get any time to myself

When there’s a dirty room, they flee the scene

Avoiding me and refusing to help

I slave for their wishes, day after day

I get no respect as I still wait here

Time takes control as youth throws me away

Every day I age in the mirror

These obligated tasks don’t make me calm

But it’s just another day being a mom

Trapped

This aching feeling I cannot explain

That keeps me up all night, I never rest

My head, my heart, my body all in pain

From the beating torture in my chest

I provoke my eyes to make sure it’s real

And I am constantly living in fear

Like makeup, my appearance I conceal

“Honey I’m home!” I sigh, “Coming dear.”

I’m ignorant to what my future holds

How did I end up in this dreadful state

Day after day, my chosen life unfolds

I yearn to disappear, but it’s too late

It takes a lot of patience and Tylenol

To get through marriage in one piece at all

Pessimistic Love

Love is just a four letter word

That stands for emotions we feel

A rush of adrenaline and brief happiness

Hormones that persuade us “it’s” real

Love is something we heartily cling to

And succumb to its seductive conformity

We love to jump, even if short lived

After that damn romantic ideology

You want to believe there’s one person out there

Who is sweet, loving, honest, and true

You want that perfect “movie love”

That’s passionate and all the other shit too

And if you find that someone whose worthy

You force yourself to believe it’s pure

You settle with them ebcause it’s comfortable and safe

Hoping that what you think is love will endure

Love is a word we’ve associated with meaning

And in the end a waste of time

It’s full of lying, stealing, and cheating

But it’s worth being convicted of this crime