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TaraLee

LearnEd

Teach me.

Everyone is telling me that I’m not trying hard Enough, that I’m not doing Enough

Everyone is saying that there’s so much More

More to Life,

More to Experience,

More to Me.

That I’m missing out-

always missing out-

always something else I could be doing,

something Better with my Time

With my Energy.

My money.

Something Better.

I could be doing something Better.

So teach me.

teach me.

Show me, then

Show me how.

Because without the extra help, I most honestly do not believe that I will be able to do this on my own.

So,

tell me that I could be doing More,

Sure.

Prove to me that _you_ are capable

And so

Through correspondence

So should I be,

And prove to me

That all of it’s my fault.

Fine.

I already know.

I know.

So it’s my fault.

Okay.

But if it’s really just as easy as you say,

Would you show me?

You’re a skilled climber

Please just show me? Just teach me how to climb, please, if you will

Teach me to Endure and

Teach me Strength.

Perseverance.

Because just watching you from afar,

Blinking against the glare of the sun into the distance,

Squinting at what is now your tiny figure,

waving at me from above,

as you stand atop the mountain from the sky….

Knowing you are strong and

Seeing you’ve endured.

Persevered.

And hearing you call to me from the distance:

“This *could* be you, my friend!”

Well-

Fair or not.

It isn’t nearly enough.