I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: March 2024
Tomorrow is a promise,
today had a reason,
while yesterday, in hindsight,
was merely an excuse.
There may be dreams
between the then and now,
take the time to notice.
03/19/2024 j.g.l.
Posted on March 18, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment Posted on March 17, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Aren’t we all vulnerable?
Don’t we all, at times anyway, feel the inadequacies that come over the days and years of trying to measure up to expectations; parental, societal, or otherwise?
Even the flaws and frailties, invisible to most, are deeply felt.
Even by those who fail to see.
You can’t but help observe the reactions, even if they are only noticeable to yourself.
Who can you tell, because you should, but who will listen?
Writing it out might help, if only to remind yourself of the experiences and the need to share with someone.
03/17/2024 j.g.l.
