I feel trapped, lonely, sadness, anxiety, grief
I want to feel normal
How can I love others when I don’t love myself?
I want to be happy
These feelings and thoughts come in waves
I can be fine one day, and totally feeling the blues the next
Each day comes with waves of depression
Highs and lows
Peaks and valleys
I am in a valley right now
Dark clouds roll in overhead
My voice would echo off the canyon walls if I were able to scream for help
But I'll just stay under this tree and wait for the storm to pass
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The storm will pass and you will look out from the tree and see things you love. Know yourself for the things you love and love yourself for the pleasure they give you for that will give you worth and self esteem. Do not rush to be in love.
It's really that simple.
like Dusk, wisely advised above:
'Do not rush to be in love.
It's really that, simple.'
(How can I love others when I don’t love myself?')
how about, you start
with laughing, if you find something amusing, however random
however small,
even a fluttering giggle counts,
then maybe you try do it again, or try to find something that can make you smile,
is there nothing? are you sure?
seen a goat freeze in mid-step and drop, being startled? no idea what I'm on about, check it out
they even do it mid leap...
seen, a new born giraffe trying to come to terms with their long legs? no idea, again
try and check it out...
in short, life's kinda absurd and has so many things to amuse us with, so instead of fighting-it, why not give-in
let it gift you an escape, even for a fleeting minute or two
then, try and build on those minutes, strive to cultivate them into buildings blocks to an anchor in life
Fight, with all you've got
for yourself, first and foremost and simply try to insure you pass over to the great unknown with as little of regret, in your allocated baggage for experiencing existence..
(really liked your honesty and relatable word choices, keep writing and sharing)
Appreciate your comments. Its funny how art can be interpereted differently by everyone.
PS. I am happily married. 🙂
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