1. Having Trouble Finding Something to Read
At the library
I keep browsing
To inspire me.
I am having trouble finding something good.
I’m not feeling as creatively productive as I could.
I read them on my bed
Waiting for a spark
So I can make my mark
But everything in my head
Is kept in the dark.
I keep waiting for the fairies in the stories
To wave their magic wand
To grant me publishing glories.
I cannot go beyond
When I keep my face
In the comfortably uncomfortable sunken place.
2. I'm Tired of Worrying
I’m tired of worrying!
I’m tired of worrying about writing,
About following self-help books correctly,
If my love and I will end up happily,
About my belly,
About my nutrition,
I wish some being would fly down and say
All of your troubles will go away!
I wish all of my troubles
Would just pop like bathtub bubbles!
3. My Muscles are No Longer Tense
My muscles are no longer tense
Everything makes sense
Because I decided not to obsess
Over my stress.
It is something human we all experience
However unhealthy in overindulgence.
I am not forcing my stomach muscles to digest.
I am leaving them free to do their best.
I am not forcing my brain cells to win the creative race.
I am letting them work at their own pace.
I am not cold!
I am bold!
I do not need to suffocate myself in sweaters
To escape from fears and stressors.
I am going to show the world who I am
Without giving a damn.
4. Evaluation of My Mental Health Verses
What if these mental health verses
Are not an end to old curses?
What if writing verse after verse
Will just make things worse?
What if my real-life applications
Don’t correlate with my words of inspiration?
Not living up to my poetry
Would be hypocrisy.
For actions speak louder than words
According to Pinterest blurbs.
Maybe I don’t have to be perfect.
Maybe I can just fake it till I make it.
I don’t have to be perfect.
I can fake it till I make it.
I WILL fake it till I make it.