All Those Lessons

Every idea that I have been offered

In an effort to ease my existence,

I passed by,

After half an effort

At taking it in.

But all too often,

I must turn around.

Because desperation

Or simple need

Begins to stalk me.

Inevitably, the real value

Shimmers through

The false wrapping.

And the hope

Has remained vibrant

At the roots

And I begin to re-plant


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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