Anxiety, Depression, Mental Health, Poetry, Recovery, Writing

Perfect

Posted by TheMelancholySpitfire on

Practice makes imperfect,
I don’t want to be perfect,
weather fair or stormy skies,
I know what causes my demise,
bury what’s there,
wait for an opportune time
to remind me I’m walking uphill
while in this body and mind,
don’t feel sorry for me,
it’s life,
accepted.

Emily ©

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Nitin says:
    January 1, 2018 at 9:04 pm

    I really like this one Emily. It’s very very good. A good idea and philosophy to uphold.

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    1. spokenwords1979 says:
      January 1, 2018 at 9:06 pm

      Thank you, Nitin. I have to remind myself, and let go of the guilt when I’m not doing as well as I think I should.

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      Reply
      1. Nitin says:
        January 1, 2018 at 9:08 pm

        Yes, I understand. We all struggle with that.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. spokenwords1979 says:
        January 1, 2018 at 9:09 pm

        Yes, we do.

        Liked by 1 person

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