Minding another by myself

you spend your
time minding your
own business
and now you’ve got
people telling you that
doing so is bad.
when is it appropriate
to mind oneself
or mind another?
and how far
should said
mind go?

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Emotionally reasoned logic, disorientates compass

i tried not to get attached.
during the budding,
i told myself this will pass.
as things progressed,
i developed a connection.
mind you, this link
seemed faulty.
it wasn’t until the end that
i became fully invested.
i was told i took to long,
and my currency deplorable.
defeated, i ceased payments.
i saw no point investing
into a sinking ship.
deception, of myself
and of another.
care was withdrawn
and slowly with it,
the false bonds built, too.
uncertainty and distrust
lead to faulty foundation.
stability fluctuates,
under its
insecure structure,
for balance.

Misguidance through bad judgment

excuse me for my pace, i’m slow. as for my vision, everything is a bit off center. i didn’t know that its all transitory. when i was young, everything belonged to me. as the years passed, and i grew older, i began to lose what i thought was mine. these losses expounded change as the only constant and i don’t owe a damned thing. for me, change has been a difficult thing when routine has become a habit of normalcy. i’ve been prolonged in accepting that things are not inherently bad, but the judgments i hold are bad. i cannot control the external, it’s just not in my ability or power. although, what i think i can control, and with that in mind, what happens outside of my sphere of choice is not for me to comment. sadly, i continue to comment which i’ve mistakenly turned into a habit. i speak garbage that unnecessarily pollutes, first and foremost myself, and than those around me. i must silence myself to let what is, be and act accordingly.

Thinking i was better before i thought

the medication isn’t working.
i take it and nothing happens.
at least not what i’m expecting.
that can’t be.
countless others have said
that such medicine
works.
is it because they think it’s working?
i’m no chemist.
i don’t have the proper learning
for such responses.
i’ve always thought what i am,
unless my body disagrees.
if i think hard enough, it hurts.
when i don’t think, it’s fine.
i could just be thinking that
i’m right when
i’m wrong.
i think i need help,
although my body disagrees.
no that can’t be right.
there’s schooling for nature.
they know it better than it
knows itself.

Minding my senses

It’s hard to see clear skies with stormy eyes. Yet when eyes are unrestricted it’s hard to see clouds. I wear glasses because my vision is degrading, and I have trouble differentiating from either. My eyes may be witness, but my mind will redirect account. Definitely a short sight on my part, hence the glasses. It’s to bad they don’t fix askew thinking. Crooked as my thinking may be, I must attribute most of that to my lack of experience, understanding and intelligence. I know that I don’t know, but due to my mental deficiency, I don’t foresee any possibility of redemption. It’s funny how my eyes see what my mind selects as truth. All these involuntary actions, these finite senses are funneled and filtered through a central location, curating validity through make-belief reasoning founded upon others similar processes of deception.