In my head I paint a picture
Of some day walking free.
All my hang-ups and delusions
Laying in a pile behind me.
In my head I paint a picture
Of no more medication.
No more need to medicate
No more side-effects.
In my head I paint a picture
Of family bonds and closeness
No more driving forever to get there.
No more procrastinating that phone call.
In my head I paint a picture
Of what my family might have been
Had love and understanding been the rule
Instead of fear and loathing.
In my head I paint a picture
Of foolish decisions unmade.
Broken relationships mended.
Hurtful words unsaid.
In my head I paint a picture
Of all the things that I regret
Somehow never happening
And I can sleep better after that.
Carry on Tuesday #115
Stumbling along the sidewalk 