Playing House

Despite being an adult, living on my own for almost 20 years, and attempting to raise two kids, there are times when it still just feels like I'm playing house.

I'm folding kitchen towels and changing bed sheets, but it all feels like a staged life. It's like I still don't quite know how to actually make a home... I just do the next thing that seems to need to be done. Clean the next mess, feed the hungry thing, fix what breaks. And days, weeks, and years have passed like this and the game of playing house goes on, without me ever really knowing what the fuck I'm doing.

afraid to fail

It boggles my mind when people talk about being afraid of failure.

Failure is a lesson learned, a moment to be humble, a risk taken, a chance to be great.

In life the least we can hope for is is to fail. It offers so much opportunity.

the way you hurt

We said it'd last forever.

We were breaking all the rules.

But that's the way of love I guess--breaking hearts and making fools.

A thousand wasted salty tears, sit dried upon my cheeks.

My heart's a gaping hole.

Of sorrow soaked despair it reeks,

From the way you hurt my fragile soul.