Forget The Way It’s Supposed To Be

Forget⠀
the nine-to-five⠀
the deadlines⠀
the rush rush rush⠀
just to end where you started.⠀
Forget⠀
how love was ‘meant’ to feel⠀
like a fairytale⠀
like hands on a body,⠀
temporary⠀
unfulfilled.⠀
Forget⠀
having to be a housewife,⠀
knives neatly aligned in the kitchen,⠀
dinner on the table,⠀
a single glass of wine next to your plate⠀
or a husband⠀
who works so late he only sees his children⠀
an hour before they go to bed.⠀
Forget⠀
being ‘right.’⠀
Forget⠀
expectations.⠀
Forget⠀
stability⠀
and the way you’ve been told⠀
to follow a certain path⠀
or else you won’t find⠀
success⠀
love⠀
joy⠀
Have they found it?⠀
In their perfect houses?⠀
In their empty faces?⠀
In the monotony⠀
of following all the rules?⠀
Forget⠀
rules.⠀
Dance barefoot in the kitchen.⠀
Sip wine until your lips buzz⠀
and your brain spins.⠀
Laugh too loudly.⠀
Eat all the food on your plate⠀
and ask for seconds.⠀
Leave the job you hate.⠀
Pour your heart⠀
into something other than a body.⠀
But if you fall in love⠀
fall headfirst⠀
like diving into a pool⠀
with the fearlessness of a child⠀
who never learned there are things to be afraid of.⠀
Forget⠀
fear⠀
just stand on the edge⠀
of all that you wish for⠀
and jump.⠀
Forget⠀
safe⠀
because safe is a life that never moves.⠀
Forget⠀
all the doubt that’s kept you up at night⠀
because doubt is the conscience’s defense⠀
and your life⠀
is worth going to battle for.⠀
Forget⠀
all the ‘shoulds’⠀
the maybes⠀
and the foolish ghosts of your past.⠀
Forget⠀
the way it’s ‘supposed’ to be.⠀
Forget⠀
not living⠀
your f*cking life.