Jen Juice

Never felt that such things would make me

Question my worth

In the paramount lectures

Of thought

Comes to fruition that

Only light feels the way I hear

And I want to reach out, but I find

Once again..it’s only me

And the strength within

It is such the reality of the lesser thans

That get and hold me hard

I can’t sleep

I can’t eat

And I am remembering

All the lack I can’t begin to be

Not now

Not ever

Just holding on to the

Extremes that life takes us

Even if it means

Remembering who we are

And where we are at…

When the trouble comes down

It’s the bottom, me and my whiskey can

I can’t seem to abbreviate my emotions

This early on a Monday

Only one thing can condone such mind clutter

And the overcompensation for approvals

Unwarranted and unneeded –  but me, my bottom

And the unnecessary …