poemetry

2020-3-3

the unhappiness
the anger
as life does not
follow my desires,
and i realize
i’ve forgotten
neglected
let go of
the simplest of truths
the beginning of wisdom.
i stop myself
before the blame
gets a toehold;
i remember now.
good enough.
and breathe freely
with a small smile.
yes.
good enough.

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