nothing

the difficulty of finding a motivation.

the sense that it is all one big mess and anything I do will amount to nothing.
But I come from nothing, as we all do, so finding a motivation should be as easy as being and being is so easy that we don't even notice it until it is nothing.

Sorry is just a word.

The day begins, the sun comes up outside,
the wildlife gets to it and inside
I sit and think about yesterdays.
The shouts exchanged, the cruel things said
that were not meant...
but we can't take back our words,
can't unsay what should never have been said
and as the light grows outside
I hope that words only vibrate
I hope that words that aren't meant
have no force...because we can't take back our words
and can't unsay what should never have been said.