How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best