You remember those days when your body didn’t ache
Or you could eat two pizzas and not gain a pound
Until that dreaded middle age kicked in
That flipped your whole world, but you didn’t notice till it was too late
Here we are now, but there is a silver lining. Okay, maybe not.
Observing the situation
Puts it in a whole new light
Though many will still try to interfere with the interpretation
It will take total internal reflection on your part to find the solution
Complete focus on the end goal will make it all possible
So everything will be resolved
Getting through the tight squeeze called life was always a challenge
As her whole existence had been between a rock and a hard place
Perhaps that’s why she was able to surprise them when she cracked her world and began to fly
Can’t make it hot enough to please him
He scarfs down whole scotch bonnets for breakfast
I even saw him puree ghost peppers and drink it as a smoothie
Last Superbowl was the topper. The con carne concoction he brought was pure chemical warfare
Leaving us all to stare in awe and fear as he ate the whole thing without a single sniffle
It did come to no surprise that his intestines eventually got their revenge for his war crimes.
My valentine cast a spell on me
As she breathed out the words “I do”,
Giving me that moment I had been craving my whole life.
It was too perfect.
Could this all be an illusion?
Putting things together for the first time inside my head
Letting me complete the equation of why and how
Until now I was foolishly worried about each part individually
So now I can worry about the whole thing as I should have all along
The realization that you are burnt out
Oh, and you know that the whole thing is just beginning
And that’s why you feel so crusty
So butter up, buttercup, and take a deep breath
Then when you feel less crispy take another bite.
Fasting may bring spiritual focus
Enlightening the spirit
Enhancing the person as a whole
Don’t starve yourself from love though, feast there and be merry
Fiercely defending her right to her emotional space, she stripped off the pink dress
Everyone was encroaching on her. In the past, they might have swallowed her whole.
Now she wrapped her fists with barbed wire, feeling it cut into her skin.
Come on world. It’s me against all of you, and I’m ready to fight dirty.
Everyone better watch out. Mama bear is ready to defend her territory.
Can’t make anything out of nothing
Really that’s a crock of bull
Everyone knows storytellers weave lies into whole cloth
And wrap you up inside nice and snug
That’s the stuff godhood is made of
Even if the magic eventually fades into memory