PEACHY DAY

I wanted to be your muse

One you couldn’t reach

One you couldn’t touch

But would teach from

Draw all your art from

Because I will be your muse

And so, a lot of times we get so driven by the could have

That we soon forget how to keep us alive in the moment

We lose opportunities just so we can learn to grab on the next time around

But we are so full of regret that we successfully hide away our true selves

Even from ourselves

I heard it doesn't take so much to be a good soldier

But allow me to bore you with this truth;

It takes just as much to be a bad soldier!

I will not let me not be myself

Because it is the same craze that drives me when I have to be myself

Senseless right? Go figure

But truth be told on one touchy topic;

We never truly forgive ourselves for letting people down

Especially when it truly wasn't entirely our fault

Some sentimental valuable draws we back to the start every season

And we are forced to face our own compromised reality

Let the could have been be a friend of itself

Let the should have been forsake itself

Let the would have been ruin its own reputation, by itself

All you have to do is;

Sing you to sleep

Wake up like a junkie hungry for just one pill called living life

Trust each moment to lead you to the next which may never be yours

Be thankful for your carelessness

Build a fountain over your forgetfulness

Dine with pride with your demons

Teach life to fall in love with your essence

Take long aimless walks

Shine your ego

And always remember that though you may never get the next moment

Though your peachy existence may be another soul’s bed time story

Though the ones you once loved and lost don't remember you

You do have your entire life to do whatever you want

You are the person you are darn well pleased to be

You could very well be Mercy A. Patrick

 
Yours truly MerciRick