Pretend it Doesn't Exist

photo by Rebecca Hosking Photography

PRETEND IT DOESN'T EXIST

You can rip out pages from your journal

Pretend like that day didn't exist

It does not change what's in your heart

It still does not erase the tears

You can own your responsibility

But it will not erase theirs

Suck it up, bite your tongue,

Shove your hands in your pockets

To prevent them from staying young

Yeah the world thinks you are a push over

And have no problems stepping on your toes

Careful to mimic their behavior

Because they won't take it as well as you

All the sudden you're the devil

The same person they held in high regards

The one time you were down on your luck

They started to miss your charm

Oh fear not my silent willow hiding in the brush

Karma will have her due diligence

And shower you with gifts of love

Turn your head, pretend it doesn't exist

This cruel world surrounding us

Filled to the brim with false prophets

Chastising you for rising above

R. Hosking

©2020

www.rebeccahosking.com

Sometimes

Salvador Dali, art.com

SOMETIMES

I am often misunderstood

Underestimated and even lied to

Because I do not speak a word

You may think I am a fool

That’s ok, maybe I should care

But I do not

Maybe it should hurt

But feels more like a joke

Mama did not raise a simpleton

Sometimes I’m still learning myself

At times there is a complex weaving

And other times I put it all to rest

All a part of absorbing

Filling myself up to fill in the empty space

Sometimes it makes me sick

Other times it inspires me to create

Those moments make me fly like a bird

Then send me crashing to the earth

Multitude of highs and lows

That is how I ultimately grow

Enjoy the journey while it lasts

Like all things

This too shall pass

Hate to think of a second I may have missed

I know it is inevitable

Can’t always win

Sure is nice when you open your eyes and see the sunrise

And sometimes on a lonely dark night

Nothing shines but the moon

Well, that can be really nice too

A warm dry air caressing my skin

Sometimes being alone does not equal loneliness

R.Hosking

© 2017

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