I’m writing poems this Christmas break. I need to get back in touch with my poetic talents. Maybe that is why I have been so off lately. I’m keeping it in instead of writing it out.
I seem to be lost in my emotions.
Slowly drifting toward a dark place
Searching for the saviors light,
I have been dimmed,
Condemned to a life of sin and misfortune
But what is life without sin
A naive situation,
And misfortune comes to teach those with fortune, it can easily pass away.
As my days pass away
I watch without disturbung
Out of fear that disturbance will make it worse,
Take stand is all I hear
And happiness is what we all seek
Yet if we look within our hearts
We might find it underneath
The sorrow, the pain, the heartache, the shame.
My conscience is speaking
Stay strong, you are beautiful
While the world tries to say
You are ugly, you are pitiful,
At the end of the day I fall for myself
How do you cherish the wealth.
I just don’t know how to feel about ANYTHING anymore, people especially. I guess this break is well needed. I should take this time and think about things. Think about what I want and need for me because worrying about other people and what they are gonna do, never fit me.