Sometimes I Feel Like The World Is Ending

Sometimes I feel like the worlds ending. Like everything’s standing still. I feel like I’m almost trapped in a corner at all times and I’ll never find my way out. There’s good parts. I have so much to be thankful for. There’s so much beauty in everything I see. I feel like people struggle to understand that. I think people struggle to understand me. I struggle to understand myself most of the time. Sometimes I feel like the world is ending. Like this is the end of the road. Like there’s nothing beyond this point. At least not for me. I think I don’t want there to be anymore. I’m on the verge of giving up almost everyday of my life. I think if I could then I would’ve done it by now. I don’t know why I haven’t yet. Nothing works the way it used to. I don’t think anything can be the same again. It’s not how I thought it would be. It never is.

Sometimes I feel like the world is ending. I wonder why. Maybe it’s not. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe my world is but everyone else’s keeps going. I think I see the good though. And then I know it’s not. But I feel the bad. And then I think it is. I struggle to understand things most people should. I struggle to understand how I’m supposed to be or who I even am. I think I’m different from everyone else. But then I wonder if everyone thinks the same thing. Do we all see ourselves as different? Are we all really just the same?

Sometimes I feel like the world is ending. Like I’m watching from a distance. Like I’m in a room full of people but I’m watching everything from behind a barrier. I can be in the room with just me and another person and I still don’t feel like I’m present. I think I’m being watched sometimes. But I think I’m watching myself. I often look at my own reflection. I study the way I move, the way I look, how I carry myself. It’s nice to feel like the whole world revolves around you. I know it never does. But it’s like I make myself feel important somehow. In some way.

Sometimes I feel the world is ending. The way we perceive everything is lost. Forgotten in the abyss. Life can’t be changed or replaced. We can only learn to love and move forward. To accept the things for what they are and know that life has no boundaries. There’s no limit on where it will and won’t take you. Everything is yours. I used to feel like the world was ending. But it’s not. And it never was. I think I know now that I can think the way that I do and still accept myself as someone. Someone who has a place. I may not know it yet but every day is a step closer. My gift to you transcends all of space and time, life and death. We’ll make it. All of us.