This year we were supposed to go whitewater rafting with our "friends". You know, I think we are just there to make them feel better about themselves. You know, SUPERIOR to us. So we called in sick...actually I really did have some sort of allergic reaction and had hives all over my back, but we probably could have toughed it out. I just really didn't want to deal with people that day though. So I hope they had fun, even though we were not there for their amusement this year.California was fun. Got to see my brother Ron and his wife, we went wine tasting, to the ocean, and then went to Lake Tahoe with my mom and Aunt. Man..those two can be crotchety old women at times...Karen and I are going back to Tahoe alone sometime maybe this fall or winter.
Here is the first of (Hopefully) many poems. Some may be very good, some may just plain stink, let me know what you think.
The Entourage
Friends or Enemies?
Constantly there,
Whether awake,
or whether asleep.
Night and day
They are there.
Talking, singing, dancing,
Coercing, tempting, loving, lying.
When I am alone, they are with me.
Comforting or taunting.
When I am afraid, they are with me.
One torments me, telling me to “jump."
Another voice speaks so softly to me.
Yet there is coldness in the soothing sound
That emerges within my mind.
I fight for each breath,
Reaching and waiting for my entourage to pull me out,
out of the depths of this hell within my mind.
Voices in my head,
characters of my own mind?
Fact or fiction?
Truth or lies?
The Entourage,
Characters of my mind,
The invisible force within my self.
I...Am Not Alone!
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