Masking The Year

Once again, it seems the year has passed me by.

I have been gone for quite some time,

I haven’t be able to wake up my heart or my mind.

Sleeping is rigorous, I’m haunted of regrets in those nightmares of mine

I think I went a bit insane;

Effortlessly motioning through the mundane dark days

Behind the mask of everything is simply always okay.

I haven’t been able to talk about much since the day he was taken away.

Holidays and a New Year are the grimly reminder, memories have been forged and made,

There’s nothing one can take back and there’s nothing one can do or say; it’s far to late.

The best I can do will have to be good enough, the good old end is a begging take,

But I will continue on with this New Years Masquerade.

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2022

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Sandman

What starts as a delicious delusion, turns a nightmare into day dreams.

The days slip and sway,

While in the night I am wasting away.

Sleep greets me with repetitive and relentless tragedies.

I envy the sandman, only he possess the soft specks of sweet dreams

While we are stuck in a day dreams reality,

Waking up to the nightmare of thoughts running the night

So there is no rest for the wicked mind, body, or soul;

Unless you are the sandman from stories of old.

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2026

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****I’ve been fighting sleep for… reasons. It’s been awhile since I wrote due to work becoming life and I don’t know what life looks like atm. For now, I will get back to it with some writing, whether it’s good or not. Give it a like, if ya like, if you liked it!****

Any Minute Now. . .

I have been hesitantly holding back,

My confidence hasn’t been consistent and my courage has slacked

Off into the future I feared of long ago

When dreams were a promising possibility;

Not just reluctantly dreading reality.

I’m not sure how long this time will play out,

We are just getting into the scarce second round

With bated breath waiting for the chaos in bound

To drown me out and pull me down;

It could happen any minute now. . .

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2025

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****The imposter Syndrome is hitting real hard, but I am doing the damn thing! Here is to good changes and growth in the future, lets see how long I can keep this up! As always, give it a like, if ya like, if ya like it!!****

Your idea, end of story.

Two vastly different things

Can exist simultaneously.

I miss the thought of you, but I also stand solid on indifference.

I am grateful for everything you did,

The good, the bad, and the worse,

I am grateful for all of it.

I am where I am today because of you

Or lack thereof.

I strived to resemble all your opposing views.

I learned from your fragmented flaws,

I aspired to be that which wasn’t to your liking,

It motivated me to be what you never could.

Some days I’m mixed in a loop of mistaken mumbles

Struck with fond fables of ol’

All while missing the spark of a memory

That was once routine to me.

I miss calling you to discuss all my victories,

Only then, I thought, you could ever be proud of me.

At the same time, your idea of me is not my responsibility.

I am exactly where I am supposed to be,

(No) thanks to you, I’m thriving viciously;

It is better this way and I’m better off for it, end of story.

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2025

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*****I saw a prompt that said to have the title not make sense until the very end or something so this is what I came up with. Due to current circumstances, I think back to a time where the first person I used to call to tell my “news!” to, good or bad, is no longer in my life and hasn’t been for about 5 years. I sometimes wish they could see me now, I am far more confident, I am hilarious and hardworking, and I am the best version of me and they will never get to see that; I am working on being at peace with it. I hope you enjoyed this ramble. Give it a like, if ya like, if ya liked it!!****

Begin Again

New beginnings give me this anxious feeling,

The start of any adventure is often wavering

In the eyes of fate and destiny;

They are the best of enemies.

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2025

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****Haven’t had the time or the energy to write in a HOT MINUTE due to massive burnout. I have recently changed jobs and hoping this change is for the better. It’s been difficult to muster the courage for a fresh start, but I am doing it all the same; wish me luck on my new endeavor! And as always, Give it a like, if ya like, it ya liked it!!****

Love Well Spent

Their love was never silent, always profusing with pride,
Each would make glittered glances to catch the others eye.

First, flustered fingers touched tips, static sparks in plain sight,
The second a moment was perfect, everything fell right into flight!

Two frantic souls sharing seconds of tactful tension,
The silence would deafen, nothing needed to be mentioned.

The rest was history in the making.
Their roots were meant for placing
The beginning of their journey to true love at first sight
Followed by joy rides in truck beds with pillows and blankets elevating under moonlit nights.

This is the kind of love most of us wait for all of our days,
This is the kind of destination to a love that patiently pays.
Love well spent can make the times fly,
But, love spent well will get you what money could never buy.

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~E.W.~ © All Rights Reserved 2025

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**** I wrote this for a wedding I’m offianting this weekend, let me know what ya think! Give it a like, if ya like, if ya liked it!****