That Way It’s Easier, Easier To Accept That I Don’t Have It All.
That way it’s easier, easier to accept that I don’t have it all.
To dine and align with my inner being
that keeps on reminding me of
all that am not and
of all that am meant to be but so far I have failed to become.
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That can make things feel incredibly isolating, like they are stuck on the outside looking in, and I’m really sorry they carry that weight.
Sometimes, our sense of belonging can be shaped by circumstances beyond our control, and it can make us feel like we’re an observer, never fully a part of this world and its people.
maybe to embrace the disconnection without self judgement can be a way but its surely a hard way but the acceptance of ourselves is important here.
Plus taking little steps one connection at a time, learning with patience how people and connections work but most importantly priotising ourselves can be of help my mate.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
Am not hopeless, yes, but am remained with a hope that can sustain me only and nobody else. Am not even right to be near to for am a time bomb ticking and i don’t want to burst with anybody.
Your right, but feelings and moods change maybe sometimes you will realize that it was not shit.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"
Endeavor to live your life as your heart wishes to.
My prayers, oh God,
seem to be answered
by the devil.
When I prayed to make my momma proud,
she was taken instead.
And when I asked for the voices
inside me to quiet,
they raged,
trying to burn this
little brain of mine,
ordering me to do
things,
things that could drive me insane.
God,
should I pray in an opposite manner now?
Once, I was a fisherboy— happy with everything that happened.
It’s all behind me now. Everything that happens intimidates me.
Someday, I’ll reach the great lakes, become a fisherboy again, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll learn to enjoy what time offers me.
Fisherboy
the little self in me whispers in this midnight abyss that I am not forgotten that I am alive that am a river and I can flow wherever I wish too. The little self in me whispers in this midnight abyss that there is a starlight that I have to look a little hard with huge amour-propre that only then will the starlight unvail its light onto the path that i must take out of the abyss.
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