My Focus

My Focus Like the great and mighty redwoods grow As they go higher, the weeds below Have not one prayer for their continued existence So it is with me; in firm persistence I will focus on the light Not spending energy on what against me fights But rather spend all on reaching  what’s above me,…

Grief Bomb (Diffused)

The Grief Bomb (Diffused) Got a grief bomb going off in my chest today The heaviness is remarkable I guess one cannot know love Unless one gets to know pain They seem to be inseparable My head hurts too much to think about it My heart hurts too much to move on So I guess…