Rhythmic Healing

I told myself, I'd be different today,

as I followed my same old routine.

I promised that I would be good to myself,

as I let you poke your fun at me.

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I remembered a time that I liked who I was,

long before you entered my life.

Now I realize, I'm constantly telling me lies,

to help me survive on this ride.

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It seems like that's the way things are done,

just hold out, until Friday comes.

I try not to think about the time that I waste,

I guess, so I don't feel so dumb.

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I've been told so many times, that life is a gift,

you never know when it's your time.

Seems the only connection I cling to these days,

is sharing how I feel, by writing these rhymes.

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To many I know, they are just words on a page,

something some do, to pass away time.

For me, it's healing and helps ease the pain,

that I keep locked away - deep inside.

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So, for now, I will put down my pen,

step outside and take in the day.

For all too soon I will get stuck -back in my head,

Searching for new words to help heal the pain.