Thursday, June 16, 2016

An Unwelcome Guest

The door was opened.
Yesterday stood before me,
baggage in hand.
Visions of my past came in droves
ripping away my peace .
Leaving me with new turmoil.

Difficult lessons of my life,
I'd learned from them.
Became a better man for them.
Now hounding me.
Why must I relive these moments?
They only weaken my spirit
and chase me back into a depressed state.
One that I had thought I had long gotten over.
They bring nothing but pain.

Yesterday shall not be allowed to move in.

Saturday, June 4, 2016

The Tide

You cannot turn the tide,
you must wait for it to recede.
It is then that you will find
its treasure or its turmoil,
and only then will you be able
to decide on your next step.