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....her own world....

Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

Disclaimer: (Art above is not mine)
This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi
Showing posts with label Alone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alone. Show all posts

5 Jul 2015

Lost

I'm unhappy.
This is something I can actually admit.
Even though I smile and laugh with people around, I truly feel unhappy inside.
I can't for the life of mi tell why.
Sure there are things I want, everyone has those.
But nothing so serious that I need to be sad about.
I fight feelings of loneliness, yet I'm surrounded by many.
I fight feelings of failure, yet I know I am not close to one.
I wake up almost daily with a feeling that something vital, something important is missing.
Something so important I feel lost without it.
Maybe it's because there is so much i want to do, yet I feel trapped.
Trapped.
That caged feeling is slowly creeping back in.
I want to free fall.
I want to be un-trapped. Unlocked. Found.
I'm so tired of this back and forth.
Almost feels like this was this wrong place....

5 Apr 2015

Earth's Sun

Surrounded by planets, yet she stands alone. 

Loved and needed by those around her, yet she stands alone.
Is this vacuum one she created?? 
Is this vacuum one she was placed in?? 

Queen of the Galaxy she might be imagined, yet the lonely queen she is. 
They come close enough to hurt, but not close enough to hold. 
Is this void one she encouraged??
Is this void one she is bound to?? 


4 Apr 2015

Third Wheel

It's funny I always end up being the third wheel in whatever circle I'm in. And people wonder why I hate odd numbers. There could be fifty people available, and I will end up being the fifty-first. It is something I've come to accept. While it is still sad and makes mi sad, I still have to accept it.