my winter coat

twas morning after Christmas when i went
to Macy's, the department store
when i noticed my wardrobe was needy
and then became a shopping whore...

twas my father's good money that i spent
i realized that i had become somewhat spoiled
luckily though, my good boy personality
made my spending plans foiled...

...but i got something anyway

hooked

new clothes, new shoes
...something i thought i would never indulge in

merry christmas

on christmas eve

i regret not asking for more presents
i regret not giving any presents away
but most of all...
i regret not celebrating His birth everyday

today

i jogged about 2 miles and immediately lost my sense of reality
that's what you get for not exercising for months
but seriously...i was sitting on a bench in the middle of a park
no one was around- my hands were getting numb- my vision blurred
i feared for my life...and yet, i'm so much closer to living

judgemental

in a conversation, don't bring it up
it will spiral down to the heart of the speaker
amazing! the talk with such meaning
has turned...into a fight for the better being
"you're being too judging of me"
well, isn't calling someone judge-mental also judging?
it will never end once it starts
the race of right and wrong hides behind raw pride
so...all you can do is listen

if my life....

if my life was a photo...it would be moving
if my life was a painting...it would be full of colors
if my life was a dog...it would always wag its tail
if my life was a piano...it would never be out of tune
if my life was a tree...it would follow the wind
if my life was a clock...oh, i hope it would never stop ticking