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Sometimes I get lost
I forget things
I am forgotten
Sometimes I can’t remember the day
Or night
Or week, month, year
Sometimes I’m a mess
Distracted
A disaster waiting to happen
To someone else of course
I’ve already happened to myself
Sometimes I can’t concentrate
Interruptions
Consume my life
Cats, kids, husband
One thing after another
Everything needs my immediate attention
Pulled this way and that
Stretched so thin I might just tear
Sometimes I want to run
My dirty little secret
I want to escape this world I created
Sometimes I can see myself
Driving far away
The wind in my hair
No one calls my name
Sometimes I cry
Not often
Not a lot
A tear or two
To remind me I’m human
Sometimes I crave the stress
The chaos
The shenanigans
Sometimes I love my life
And everything in it
I embrace it
Sometimes I’m a hero
A rockstar
A best friend
Sometimes I’m just me
And that’s ok too
It’s just that sometimes
Seems like all the time
But only sometimes
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