“I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I feel for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.”
You are drowning yourself by overthinking everything. The next time you find yourself overthinking or beating yourself over something, picture something simple and put thought into it. Look at the trees moving in the wind or take a moment to look how beautiful this world is. The world is too beautiful for you to waste your time in unnecessary thoughts that are just drowning you.
just some dumb words here, move along…
I’m not meant to be in this cage.
I am wild, and I should be in nature.
But I am forced into the fences of the city,
like an arranged marriage.
I need to be among trees and shrubs,
but here I am, crushed between bricks.
It’s not good for a wild soul
to live where every bird seems to sing
an empty promise of a free life.
We should be running by the river,
not stuffed in the suburbs,
where the only creek we ever see
is a storm drain.
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.
My little Bunny,
She’s so funny.
I love her so
I’ll never let her go
She’s so soft,
Got a cute bunny hiny.
She snuggles under my chin,
And buries her face in my neck.
When she gives me little love bites,
I jump, yelling “what the heck?”
My little Bunny,
She’s such a little honey .
I can’t believe she’s mine,
I’ll love her till the end of time
She fell onto her knees — Everything was broken — Her glasses — Her soul — She wanted to do something but couldn’t. — She felt it was her fault as everything crumbled around her. — She should feel scared, but her heart just breaks more.— She felt as broken as the mirror around her. Her fragile mind in war with every other part of her. — Not even a sewing kit could stitch up the wounds left on her.
Everyone seems to be drifting away. Even my close friends. Nothing bad has happened but it’s like people are slowly growing distant and hardly talking. Maybe I’m overthinking but this how people leave eventually.
Another poem I wrote…
I felt so close to a white picket fence..
Our relationship was too fast,
too soon and way too intense..
The L word was said within just a few weeks
My emotions were lifted more everday
I started to love you more than I’d
like to say
Your love was torn from me just as quick as it began
And now I stand here with an empty hand
I love you still, and deep down in my heart I know I always will..
“Normality is a paved road: it’s comfortable to walk on, but no flowers grow on it”
-Vincent Van Gogh
I keep telling myself “never again” but i still find myself in the same situations feeling even worse than the times i did before (n.m)