There is no band aid
No secret potion
The words do little for you
You are angry with the world
You can no longer use me as a punching bag
Filling my mind and heart with your pain
Stepping back and when you are ready I will be there
That is up to you
Wish there was more to do than to wish you the very best
That us all for now
Your Debby downer stuff is more than getting old
You need a professional to help you sort it out
Whatever it is

C@rainbowchaser2024

Words come to call any time of day or night
Try to remember to record them or write them down
You polish  and perfect
Searching for a different more original way to say it or write
Do I dare call myself a Poet?
Like tbe greats,unknown,and up and coming
Just because I write Poetry

@rainbowchaser2024

many things take time to make any sense
and you maybe often surprised by love.

The horizon's obsolete
I want to appear mature,
so I stare at it for forever.

It is worth all that time
next to you.