No Reward in Complaining

There’s no fun in excuses.
That is an addiction
that should be played with sparingly
or not at all.

“I can” should be adopted more.
I can’t I cannot stand
yet it is stuck in my vocabulary
along with many other discrepancies.

There’s no reward in complaining. It kills
good vibes, creates extreme difficulties,
slows down self-development, promotes
speed traps of dissatisfaction, negative
vibrations, annoying little tricksters,
sending out a casting call for gratitude.

A Big Mess

Anxiety, depression, and every other deception
messes with the flow of life; nothing feels “normal”
fear gets amplified; one’s mind gets stuck in an
unrealistic world, moving forward is paralyzing.

Same Day, Different Seasons

Miserable people love company; they operate
off hopelessness, same day—different seasons.
They battle excess anxiety daily, annoyed with life,
real-life zombies lost and confused,
there’s always something to complain about
with their half-full or half-empty glasses.

Buried Alive

On my own, I’ve done nothing but dig deep
trenches for myself; I’ve single handedly
buried me alive, every seed I’ve ever planted
got uprooted, I’ve built my foundation on
shifting sands, God was not in the equation.

Now And Then

Your wife wants your reassurance
now and then to know her husband
appreciates her, so fuel her with those
friendly reminders, now and then,
she’ll experience your appreciation
time and effort is your friend.

Take Out The Trash

Walk away from anything less than
pleasing your happiness is extremely
important; your life depends on your smile.

Love should not be a guessing game
—depending on how others feel tomorrow—
it shouldn’t hurt (your mental health).

Mystery Man

I’m just floating in outer space with no genuine
sense of direction with you in view, I cannot
figure you out there’s a mystery about you,
and it’s not in a good way one side of me
says you might be worth it, and
the other side says to walk away.

Dear Past

I can’t remain a victim of my past
any longer I’ve spent too many years
hanging on to it for dear life as if it were my
last breath, I didn’t want to forget
certain memories I’ve neglected the present.