There is a sadness that is growing deep inside of me.
Melancholy
There’s a dam wrapping around my heart
I cannot release the stream of emotion flowing through my vessels
There it sits, clogged in the barricade, with no cracks or room for a leak
There she rises growing and overflowing
Sometimes I feel like stabbing a hole to release the fluid from this cavity
But this is not in my nature
I want to be better, I want to do better
Yet I don’t know how.
At times I try to isolate myself to find what is missing
It’s nothing and everything all at the same time
And now I feel myself drowning
Maybe I lost myself down at the bottom of the ocean, maybe I self destructed in some fatal explosion
This is not a cry for help, just an explanation for my actions
Don’t worry I’m on the path to finding my next distraction
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Author:
Chicha (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 30th, 2019 19:18
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Peculiar to come across this today. I was just reading about the 4 types; sanguine in particular but have previously many melancholic days. Isolation and looking for the next distraction is relatable. Thanks for sharing.
May that next distraction be filled with wonder and happiness. Good write.
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