It’s my birthday, but I’m in no celebratory mood
It’s been a while since I have been.
So many conflicting thoughts
I don’t know how to feel
I feel:
Lost
Tired
Alone
Confused
Frustrated
Overwhelmed
Lost,
Is this real life?
What’s my purpose?
Do I have one?
What is the end goal?
Where do I go from here?
Tired,
So it is true,
Time is just but an illusion
And I’m stuck in this never-ending loop
Let me out
Alone,
Someone please,
Help!
I need to know how to pick back up,
How to walk again
That this isn’t the end
Confused,
What do I do?
Where do I go?
Who am I?
Frustrated,
At myself, why me?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I just not care!
Overwhelmed,
Like the great Freddie Mercury once said,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
Then I wouldn’t have to think about everything that life truly is
And not have the guilt of wanting to end it all
Just,
To not feel
I have a birthday wish this year,
Someone please hold my hand
Or at least see me.
For as long as I can remember, words have brought a sort of comfort to me. I have always gravitated towards them as a sort of security blanket, hence why I started my blog. My hope is that whatever I share brings a sort of community that I understand, and I’m here to tell you we are in this together. To communicate more with the writer: Instagram: @everythingmelaninblog To read more of their works check out their blog: Blogger: @iveartgold.blogspot.com
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