Owl Poetry & Prose
Living not Existing
Sep 30, 2020
Broken pieces
Scattered glass
Shattered hopes
Spattered pasts
Yet
Will power, determination
Many tears later maturity and wisdom
Perhaps better than before
Not perfect
Who is perfect?
Perfection exists in the minds of imperfection
That goal one aspires to but never sees satisfaction
Perhaps that be the nature
Of those discontent
Always searching for greener pasture
But
Me I shall learn to be
Happy, content, who I want to be
Broken, a bit, yet healed and dealing
Responding not reacting,
Living not existing