I'm Very Good at Not Falling Apart - Feb. 2, 2025

I know that with good attitude

sunny outlook   glass half full

and a tiny dose of medication

I never break into pieces

at least not yet

when I do fall its more stumble

the bruised parts stay together

maybe some blood and bandage

but far from a lost limb

still   I’ll sit with the pain

wonder how it happened

review the scenario that triggered it

usually useless   extremely exhausting

though I will add

this poem began with hot tea

now it’s cold

and tastes much better