relationships

Trying…

~ ~M ~ 9 Comments

We take the good with the bad, all the while just praying that the next thing that comes isn’t more of the stuff that keeps us awake at night. Our minds drift in and out of memories, some too hard to cling to for very long. Those are the recollections we try to leave behind, but they end up sitting like an undigestible pit, and oh, the ache they bring! I try only to remember the good, but oh, how the bad torments me so. The bad seems to weigh significantly more and is noticeably burdensome as it tugs at my side. The good is light and fluffy, like a soft, comfy pillow. And yet, it’s much easier to forget the good, as I’ve become so immersed in its feeling that I soon forget where it came from in the first place. But we mustn’t forget! Happiness and good days should be cherished and treasured without fail; the locket of bright and lovely things should be kept close to our hearts so we have it with us wherever we go. Today, I’m holding onto the good, trying to erase most of the bad. I may not get there, but at least I’m trying.

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Separation sufferances

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Being separated from the ones you love is a lonely place to be.

I suppose some may never understand what this is like, but I believe most will know this feeling well.

I have had enough of this torture to realize that we don’t get to decide how or when we will be separated.

There are even those we love who will never be able to grace our paths no matter how long we yearn. 

The distance from those loved ones may as well be a trip to the moon.

These are life’s true tragedies, and the heart cannot comprehend why this is the way it has to be.

It’s especially difficult during a dark night, one void of loving arms and reassurance.

We cannot then comprehend the reality of our circumstances.

That’s when the heart realizes how truly alone it is and suffers in silence as it mostly always has.

These are the sad truths that often live inside us all.

Few speak of these sufferances, but that doesn’t make them any less painful.

The only way to survive the distance is to reach out as much as you can, sending deeply felt “I love yous” and sincerely honest “thinkings of you.”

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Discovering the truth

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Insecurities are pointless,
for you’ll never be forgotten
by someone who is meant for you;
the attachment goes far too deep
to be severed by passing fancy.

And inside the heart of every heart
one knows their true intentions.
Thus, nothing will ever fall away
when it is destined for your life.

Simply trust your intuition
as every soul reveals its secrets.
In actions so clearly displayed,
the final test resides so assuredly
within the eyes of those we seek.

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Wilted

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Wilted, that’s how I feel,
a flower that’ll never bloom again.
My petals droop and die,
fluttering to the ground one by one;
will I ever be restored?

I’m going through this phase;
maybe someone can relate.
Emptiness encases me
like a thick woolen glove.

I’m trying to escape the feeling
of being smothered and surrounded
by all that has invaded my insides
over these past fifty-some years.

Is it too much to ask
to be able to understand myself?

© 2025 Michelle Cook

*These were some personal sentiments I found when reading through my journal over this past year. I think I’m much closer to understanding myself now, but there are days when the weight of this world still closes in on me and reminds me of all the things I wish I could change. I’m happy that I never stay stuck in my head for long, and I generally snap back after a few days of wallowing in self-pity. I’m continuing to look for ways to keep a positive outlook on life. Nobody wants to be droopy forever. 😉

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Feigned brilliance

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Brilliant blue skies
and oceans sparkling black
you’re the only reason
I never went back

It all turned to feigned brilliance
and murky seas
I wish I’d seen sooner
the truth in these

Realization comes
when sparkles dim
and I finally figured out
all the trouble I was in

And now I’m never going back
to that place of false hopes
Back in those days
I was at the end of my ropes

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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