Fleeting Memory

When once upon a time
My lips were like cherries
Open and blooming
Powerful in their surrender
Once captured, like a drug
Prey became predator

Not Today

Some days I get out of bed, smiling
Not today
Some days I like what I see in the mirror
Not today
Some days I eat with ease, light hearted
Not today
Some days I want to be with people
Not today
Some days I am deaf to insults
Not today
Some days I find joy in all things
Not today
Today I can't, I just can't