Sometimes I wish I could be more articulate with my words,
And explain to everyone how I feel,
But you see the thing is,
It's complicated.
Sometimes I feel too much, and other times I feel nothing.
That nothing is eating me up,
It takes away all my energy,
Makes me lie in bed all day and night,
Watching the same things over and over.
Sometimes I just stare at the walls in the hope of finding something,
Something that makes me feel again.
When that something lacks which always happens all the times,
I can't help but get lost in a different realm,
In a realm wishing things were better than they are.
My observation is,
There are bad days as there are good days,
But one thing is for sure,
I just know that this needs to stop,
I have to cope with the bad days too and stop wallowing,
In helplessness.
But it is complicated!
Hello HIVERS, 馃憢
So I am Peter, I love writing some lines say when things are dark for me, and also muse over some philosophical writings.
The above poem I wrote sometimes back going through some dark times, but today some happenings during the day made me remember all about it, and I just decided to share it as my first post on HIVE.
I love that there is a platform here where we all have a chance to share something small about ourselves, create new connections, and learn something new from each other.
I understand the poem is a bit on the dark side, but the things s I am not afraid of the dark sides, I think am more familiar with that side, not something great but since I found a way out of it I have found myself appreciating the lessons learned from that side.
Anyway, I appreciate y'all taking the time to read my post. 馃檹
I will see you all soon in my next update.
