It’s time to reboot
Take it from the top
Start all over
Ready or not.
The only way out
Start over again
Try a new stance
Make some new friends.
Don’t give in
It’s not that tough
You gotta try
You can’t give up.
So plan your day
Don’t lay around
Get up, get busy
Walk to town.
Listening to
Your favorite songs
Will lift your spirits
Sing along.
Feeling sorry
For yourself
Is not the answer
It won’t help.
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Can’t tell you what I’m feeling
As this plane lifts off the ground
A weight at last is lifted
Close my eyes, can’t hear a sound.
No calls and no appointments
No deadlines or past due dates
I’m free of all the pressure
Won’t matter if I’m late.
Looking forward to vacation
My days spent out in the sun
Give me a margarita
I’m so ready to have fun.
The hotel staff is waiting
To fulfill my every need
The shuttle bus will pick me up
And take me to the beach.
Lying in my lounge chair
Sipping a cold drink
No reason I should take that call
Don’t want to have to think.
Fourteen days of heaven
Doesn’t seem to be enough
My job has gotten to me
It really has been rough.
It’s time I know , time to go
It’s time to pack it in
Hard to accept, to walk away
To know it has to end.
More time to read, to get some rest
Or travel , see the sights
More time to be right where I am
Stop feeling so uptight.
I’ll give them two week’s notice
My ducks all in a row
It will be so freeing
To finally just let go.
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Close in age… two toddlers
It’s more than I can bear
Both crying, I’m in crisis
I am freaking out, I’m scared.
You’re gone, I’m here without you
I struggle with these kids
I’m trying , but I’m hurting
About to blow my lid.
The screaming and the tantrums
It never seems to stop
I’m ready to call 911
I need to call the cops.
It’s too cold to go outside
Too much to get them dressed
Jackets , boots and mittens
But, they’re screaming… Yes, Yes, Yes!
I don’t want to have to do this
What am I supposed to do ?
Can’t catch a break or leave the house
The way you get to do.
When you come home they’re happy
You play with them awhile
Before too long it’s time for bed
You get to see them smile.
I get to do the laundry
To vacuum, dust and clean
When I tell you I’m not happy
You just say … I’m being mean.
I need some medication
I could use a therapist
I’m in a deep depression
Please help me to get through this.
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The house is awfully quiet
Don’t hear you struggle with each breath
The oxygen, your lifeline
The tanks beside your bed.
The dog sits by your slippers
Right next to your brown chair
I’m sure he wonders where you’ve gone
He seems confused and scared.
So many years you struggled
It was hard to watch you breathe
I tried to make you comfortable
Anticipate your needs.
I feel so devastated
Now that I am on my own
It’s not easy here without you
I feel so all alone.
Sipping coffee at the table
In the morning before dawn
Hard to accept the saddest truth
My darling, you are gone.
I knew this day was coming
I tried to be prepared
But like the dog…. I’m sitting here
Confused and oh so scared.
Friends and family came together
Offered words, they did their best
Said that …. you’re no longer suffering
At last, you are at rest.
But, nothing makes much sense to me
Maybe down the line
I can find a way to cope with loss
I pray I will in time.
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Image: Google Image. Welia health.
Why can’t somebody help us?
Send in the rescue squads
You’ve got to stop the killings
I beg you please, Dear God.
The torturing of children
Women raped and left to die
Beheadings and the bombings
Someone please, please tell me why.
They’re savages, barbarians
I’ve seen infants burned alive
Grown men beg for mercy
Right before they die.
No consideration
For age or frailties
Civilians brutality murdered
Or held in captivity.
We are being massacred
Right before your eyes
Watch the news, see for yourself
Hear our pleas and desperate cries.
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Wish I had a boyfriend
Like all my other friends
Guess I’m too darn picky
I’ve got rules, I just can’t bend.
Like does he have a job, a car?
Can he get from here to there?
Will he call an Uber
Can he even pay the fare?
Did he go to college?
Does he live at home with mom?
Doesn’t matter how good looking
Where exactly is he from?
Can he make a living?
Can he make it on his own?
Is he the kind of guy that I
Might have to give a loan?
I’m so independent
Don’t want to carry him
I have plans to travel
Maybe I’ll just go with friends.
Be careful what you wish for
Might be better off alone
Don’t want a deadbeat boyfriend
Who is always getting stoned.
My girlfriends have their reasons
They put up with quite a lot
The beer, the wings, the football games
But, I would rather not.
I have tickets to the opera
I enjoy the symphony
Settling for a loser
Would never work for me.
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Image: Google Images. Medium.
I can’t stop repeating
The playbook in my head
I can’t shake this feeling
Or forget what you had said.
A loop in constant motion
Has a life….all of it’s own
Feeding on the heartache
My pain has found a home.
Running, keeping busy
Anything to just forget
The memories that plague me
Stuck deep inside my head.
Fixated, still obsessing
Trapped inside this hollow shell
Spinning round, around and around
Till I’m not feeling well.
Nothing but the memories
A distortion of the truth
Appearances and nuances
Of another …. younger you!
An empty, cold obsession
Doesn’t take me anywhere
Holds me back from happiness
Leaves me lost and feeling scared.
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Counting every dollar
Planning every move
Checking out the dance floor
Checking out their shoes.
Stacking up the assets
Each one’s portfolio
Checking out my options
Before I say, HELLO!
A Gucci watch speaks volumes
And that expensive leather purse
Got to have that feeling
An idea of what she’s worth.
A CEO on Wall Street
The hottest girl I’ve found
Spends summers in the Hamptons
Likes getting out of town.
Won’t be foolish, won’t be tempted
I know love & lust don’t last
When I’m looking for a partner
I make sure she’s got some cash.
She’ll be sipping a martini
Never chugging down a beer
Her jewelry….. sophisticated
Wears a diamond in each ear.
There’s a method to my madness
It’s full proof, a guarantee
If she’s got a lot of money
She could be the girl for me.
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Had my chance
Not once or twice
Too many times
It wasn’t right.
Pushed too hard
Wasn’t kind
Got what was due
Got burned this time.
Regret, so harsh
What I deserved
After how
I treated her.
Second chances
Wasted, tossed
Undeserved
All’s been lost.
Begging, pleading
Out of time
Nevermore
I crossed the line.
Branded, never
Ever again
Over and done
That’s how it now ends.
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It was all over
You said, let’s be friends
I knew what you meant
We’d hook up now and then.
Not going to happen
No, I closed that door
You’ll never get through
That’s what locks are good for.
Not long in the making
But, decades of time
Facing the truth
You’d never be mine.
Battled my demons
Fell pretty hard
Crushed and abandoned
Damaged and scarred.
A brazen reminder
Of what I went through
I had to let go
To get over you.
Regrets and mistakes
A look at the past
Facing the truth
The dye had been cast.
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