To often we fail to tune ourselves in.
We get caught in rut after rut,
Morphing into puppets... just going with the motions.
Too fixated on all we could lose to recognize each win.
So weary of love we keep our hearts bolted shut.
We are so afraid of change we cringe at the notion.
Sometimes you need to run away from reality,
Take a leap off of comforts shoulder…
And dive into your intuition.
Free yourself from that corrupt mentality,
And smile to keep the world from growing any colder.
Your soul will sing a melody of bittersweet honesty…just listen.
That is where true beauty lay…
In each untouched corner of your heart,
Beneath each unspoken word of your inner voice.
It is never to late when you are blessed with another day.
To live simply, take a breath and let the past part…
And confidently make happiness your choice.
About the Creator
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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