Joyful Ruins

I need my own time

but I keep giving it away

Trading it for validation

and experiences

Donating it for the well being

of others

Why don’t I choose me?

Not in that selfish way

I do that too often

Again,

choosing selfishly

to trade care for validation

from another

or use them like a drug

give me a pick me up

No,

what I am looking for

are those every day things,

the small stuff that adds up

and tells me

I love you

The cleaning and decorating

the walks outside

and bedtime routines

These are just for me

no one else

and I’ve been ignoring them