Now

I wish I had something profound to say. I have few words other than a whirling head.
I live my days as best I can. Often it feels lonely and futile.
Uphill or downhill? I am not sure right now. Sideways and backwards on my head is how it feels.
I am melancholy. Depressed. My life circumstances bind me in discomfort.
I want to flee but cannot. For it is also so much that is physical. In me. On me. Illness sucks.
Keep going. Keep going.
Calm. Find it.

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