Biz Admin Who Loves Technology
Need to be thoughtful
About what I put into
My mind, my soul
I often put more thought into what I seed my body then what I feed my soul. Probably put more thought into my car’s gas, too. I know I need to change that. My soul’s nourishment becomes my attitude, my confidence, my actions.
Depression
Dismantling me
From the inside out
Depression deforms
Reality and vision
Always it tells lies
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p style=”font-family:"”>Internet trolls puzzle me greatly. What do they seem to accomplish? What is their goal? It just seems so much easier to build others up than tear them down.
A sunrise
Wakefulness comes
Not yet ready
I resist
Journeys near and far
We always see the same sun
Human connection
Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn
Facing the old dreams
Memories long since hidden
Those things frighten me
Moving through mid-day
I step outside and reclaim
Focus and vision
These moments of joy
Nothing is more glorious
Sunlight on petals