Posted in life, original

Days of Childhood

I remember….

When days were longer and the sun wasn’t as hot

Looking forward to summer and playing all day long

Danced and played in the rain

Running around, sweaty but with a huge smile on my face

Climb trees, scraped my knees

Flew a kite, learned how to ride a bike

Roller blading and falling and getting back up to try again

Yes, I remember those wonderful days

©Maria Michaela

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Posted in miscellaneous, original

Scraped

I scraped my knee again.

Mom is going to be angry.

She’s going to count to ten

So I’ll enter the house, ending my play abruptly.

.

My knee already hurts but she’ll still scold me.

I’ll get banished to my room like Rapunzel trapped in the tower.

She’ll ground me indefinitely

Though I don’t know what that means.

All I know is that it would be more than an hour.

.

So instead of telling mom that I scraped my knee

I’ll keep this a secret and just wash the wound completely.

Mom doesn’t need to know so I can continue playing.

That sounds like a good plan, that’s all I’m saying.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in heartbroken, original, uncategorized

Circles

I’ve been going in circles since I decided to let you go

I’ve been forwards and backwards

Up and down

Inside out

Just to get away from my feelings for you.

You got me tongue tied

Heart beating a thousand miles an hour

But I’m through

Cause you’ve played me before

And I’m no longer playing the game.

So despite going in circles,

I know I’ll find my way out of it soon.

Posted in life, original

Dream Job

Why is it that I wonder what I feel I could be?

To do what I love and maybe love what I do

To be able to do what some are able to

To work buy don’t feelit as work

To pursue what I feel fits me truly
In this world of practicality

I wonder what might have been

Or what could be

If I do what I truly want

Posted in original, Relationship

He Fell

Oh my what a mess this is!

I’m playing but looks like he fell

See I’m in no hurry and so is he

But he’s dead beat serious 

While I’m just chillin’

No frillies, no butterflies 

No chills down the spine

No spark, not even a firefly
Feelings grow strong but it can fall apart

I’m sure I’ll break him when the time comes

But my goodness I wonder if he knows

How far he’s fallin’ already