
explain to me where it went wrong.
how do I continue to end up in similar
situations time after time?
sadness
aimless
depression
anxiety
repeat
an endless cycle of longing
for happiness I've never tasted
only heard of.
never felt
never touched with the tips of my
fingers. That's where it is at,
apparently.
within my grasp, yet not grabbable
unless I am willing to leap, jump,
work harder than I am.
I do work hard, not in a traditional sense.
I work hard to where I wake up.
I work to not shut down. I work
to maintain, and it's not
working
anymore. Then
I am told to work harder.
please,
tell me why I am still this way?
still broken
still beating
myself up for things I cannot control
still angry, so goddamn angry all
of the time.
so devastated in knowing that of all
of those who have not chosen me,
I still have yet to choose myself.
I do not feel stronger
I feel more lost
I do not feel wiser
I feel more innocent.
The more I experience, the more I believe
I am not ready for the world in
this time and place.
The more I say this, the more
it feels like the only peace I have
ever known.
I'm not made for this place, in
this day, at this moment.
The only words that make sense
are as senseless as they come, because
I am fighting to stay awake in a world
I don't belong.
The Paradox.
why am I fighting to fit in a
space that is not prepared to carry
the weight of my existence?
Explain, because lately, I don't have
answers.
About the Creator
Jasmine Turner
I found myself in writing. Reading others stories, realizing I had one to tell as well. I know that writing is my peace, my safe space, the place I return to day after day to have those uncomfortable conversations with myself. Welcome.


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