One Has Options
Lori Steindorf Copyright May 19, 2021
Shaking my Magic 8 ball
Yielding the same answer
No, no way, not today, not likely
I know it's not working
With the situation I'm in
I've been here before
Why am I sweating it
When Ive given it all I have
And still not getting anywhere
I don't need a talisman
Or any sign to point me to where I need to be
This is a little upheaval
I'm a nomadic spirit. Not roots attached to a tree
Times have changed; it's no longer the same
Nothing left to anchor me here.
Time to move on; right now won't even register in years to come
What would age me, drain me and wear me out
Is to walk on eggshells in a life fraught with drudgery
Every day, living a lie, mired in self-doubt.
I always have options
No use in staying where I don't want to be
Life is long when you're miserable
I choose to be happy and carefree
Time to unearth what I've buried for years
I must do this for myself
Conquering my sense of inadequacy and fears
I've fretted over this before
And I'll power on through again
It's up to me to rely on me
It pays to be my own best friend
Copyright © Lori Steindorf | Year Posted 2025
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