Saturday, July 6, 2013

Perfection Disease - Original Poem

I am not perfect,
No one truly is.

Yet everyone expects that perfection...
The one no one can ever completely find, hold, and obtain.

Remarkable, is it not?
We spend our lives searching for something unreal.

Perfection is like a disease in our minds that forces us to never settle,
While looking for perfection we are restless in what we have.

Just like any other mind disease,
The issue of perfection can - and must - be overcome with patience.

Ignore the way we seem to need the best,
Move forward with what we have with a swift, caring, trustworthy step.

Find your little piece of
Almost-there perfection.

~Alyssa Hellenbrand~

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