I write..... 2021 I'm sitting outside while I write In a couple hours it will be daylight Rain has been falling overnight Now everything is wet in sight The chill in the air has a bite Cover up in your blankets tight Seeing this weather will not excite But I have a hot coffee to my delight The caffeine gets my brain to ignite In my head I read over and recite Maybe I can give a bit of insight My stomach feels like it's in a dogfight Perhaps its time to tend to my appetite My belly sometimes is not very polite I will end this and I will take flight As for now I will go back inside ©Schizology

Schizology

Wednesday July 17th Today is Wednesday the seventeenth The rain fell yesterday almost all day Thunderstorms and heavy rainfall I bet some things were washed away Much cooler now than it has been Lately the humidity has been brutal Scorching sun with nearly no wind Those temperatures are so hostile Im sitting on the porch writing this A cigarette in my hand burning up A drag here and there is sufficient Until all that's left is the smoke butt Traffic is steadily increasing more Cars and trucks and a few motorbikes Traveling to work for most I assume Stopping at all of the red streetlights This poem is just about finished I think My smoke is at the end of it's mission I will put it out and return inside again And none of this here writing is fiction ©Schizology

Schizology

Take the pressure off. You have nothing to prove. Your destiny is not contingent on them liking you. Their approval is not keeping you from your purpose. It’s a distraction. You’re spending time and energy trying to impress, outperform, and show them that you’re good enough, when in fact, you’re already good enough. You’ve already been approved. God created you in His own image. Now, run your race. They may be more talented. Celebrate them. You’re not competing with them. You don’t have to prove to them that you’re talented too. You have gifts that they don’t have. Be confident in who God made you to be. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

I write..... 2021 I'm sitting outside while I write In a couple hours it will be daylight Rain has been falling overnight Now everything is wet in sight The chill in the air has a bite Cover up in your blankets tight Seeing this weather will not excite But I have a hot coffee to my delight The caffeine gets my brain to ignite In my head I read over and recite Maybe I can give a bit of insight My stomach feels like it's in a dogfight Perhaps its time to tend to my appetite My belly sometimes is not very polite I will end this and I will take flight As for now I will go back inside ©Schizology

Schizology

Wednesday July 17th Today is Wednesday the seventeenth The rain fell yesterday almost all day Thunderstorms and heavy rainfall I bet some things were washed away Much cooler now than it has been Lately the humidity has been brutal Scorching sun with nearly no wind Those temperatures are so hostile Im sitting on the porch writing this A cigarette in my hand burning up A drag here and there is sufficient Until all that's left is the smoke butt Traffic is steadily increasing more Cars and trucks and a few motorbikes Traveling to work for most I assume Stopping at all of the red streetlights This poem is just about finished I think My smoke is at the end of it's mission I will put it out and return inside again And none of this here writing is fiction ©Schizology

Schizology

Take the pressure off. You have nothing to prove. Your destiny is not contingent on them liking you. Their approval is not keeping you from your purpose. It’s a distraction. You’re spending time and energy trying to impress, outperform, and show them that you’re good enough, when in fact, you’re already good enough. You’ve already been approved. God created you in His own image. Now, run your race. They may be more talented. Celebrate them. You’re not competing with them. You don’t have to prove to them that you’re talented too. You have gifts that they don’t have. Be confident in who God made you to be. ©twisha ray

twisha ray