Sister Talks

We had some heart to heart, soul to soul talks,

Some unraveling and undressing of our souls,

Bringing about some honest and sobering realizations,

Of how we live and have lived our lives.

And I realized there, and was able finally,

To put into words and say aloud,

That I had spent too much of my life,

In a pushing, pulling angst filled battle.

I acted like it was me, against life itself,

And sometimes what should have been peaceful,

Was like a war within, forcing and with a fury.

And those which could have been moments of peace,

Were spent in a frantic, sweaty frenzy,

Battling, always to be better.

So I wonder, as I constantly work to be good enough,

For those who raised me, my family, and God,

And for my children and their children, and friends as well,

And even now, I am never quite there,

Not good enough for even me.

But it all serves to keep me driven;

Moving forward to make this life matter.

In the end I do find times of peace,

When the angst and turmoil recede,

And I can relax and know, I can, indeed be worthy.