By Now

By Angèle Rice
Posted Feb. 12, 2015, on her blog: 
www.overcominglyme.blogspot.com/

By now I was suppose to be a mom of 3 kids,
by now I was suppose to be healthy,
by now I was suppose to be able to move mountains.
My dark encased eyes,
shaking hands,
and foggy brained moments
are all I have left
 of the dreams I once had
By now I was suppose to have a masters degree
by now I was suppose to have a second car
by now I was suppose to have a career
Everyday is guess
Can I get out of bed?
Where did I put my car keys?
I have no energy at all
I can’ t focus anymore
By now I was suppose to have lots of friends
by now I was suppose to be able to travel long distances
by now I was suppose to be able to try anything physical I wanted to
When did my life become an odd session of compromises
If I do this, how horrible will I feel later
If I take this herbal/medicine how horrible will I feel until I start to feel better
If I go do something I enjoy, I pay
If I take my medicine, I pay
If I don’t take my medicine, I pay
when can I get off this merry go round
When can I stop wondering when the other shoe will fall everyday
when do I get my life back
what is normal
By now I was suppose to plan my day around my interests, not my body
by now I was suppose to learn to play guitar not ration my precious energy
by now I was suppose do something worth meaning because just breathing is not enough anymore
when does this end? 

The Mystery of Life

By Angèle Rice
Posted Sept. 23, 2011, on her blog: 
www.overcominglyme.blogspot.com/

Don’t underestimate misery’s blade,
It can teach you to stand,
On one leg.
Don’t underestimate disappointment’s sting,
It can teach you to hope,
With half a wing.
Don’t underestimate grief’s torment,
It can teach you to be joyous,
When nothing is left.
Define your life with what you have left,
Not what you have lost.