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Staring at a Blank Page
if I had a trustworthy friend
a person I could lean on
maybe then I’d have a better direction
as it is
I’m lost
lonely and fucking bored
no one hears these silent screams
and I’m hitting the walls again
hate this fucking depression
can’t believe it hasn’t killed me yet
everyone points out there’s help
but no one wants to step up themselves
that’s why some days I just say
fuck the whole wide world
and I feel
yes I feel
like I got nothing left
and I think
yes I think
you given up on me
I want to run and hide
take a little bit of time
but I’m stuck
and I’m fucked
staring at a blank page
paint it with something beautiful
make it feel humble
if I could write one more time
give you a last peace of mind
I’d be lying in every verse
because I’m fucking hurt
unsure of the future
unsure of my fate
life feels unfair when you go it alone
and I feel
yes I feel
like I got nothing left
and I think
yes I think
you given up on me
I want to run and hide
take a little bit of time
but I’m stuck
and I’m fucked
staring at a blank page
they love you for the art
but they don’t love you
they want to be hit in the feels
and when you die
on to the next motherfucker
I know you must be hurting too
or maybe that’s just me
because I feel like crawling back
into a dark place
trying to see things differently
but positively has been dwindling
this world has away
of draining every bit of fight in me
a person I could lean on
maybe then I’d have a better direction
as it is
I’m lost
lonely and fucking bored
no one hears these silent screams
and I’m hitting the walls again
hate this fucking depression
can’t believe it hasn’t killed me yet
everyone points out there’s help
but no one wants to step up themselves
that’s why some days I just say
fuck the whole wide world
and I feel
yes I feel
like I got nothing left
and I think
yes I think
you given up on me
I want to run and hide
take a little bit of time
but I’m stuck
and I’m fucked
staring at a blank page
paint it with something beautiful
make it feel humble
if I could write one more time
give you a last peace of mind
I’d be lying in every verse
because I’m fucking hurt
unsure of the future
unsure of my fate
life feels unfair when you go it alone
and I feel
yes I feel
like I got nothing left
and I think
yes I think
you given up on me
I want to run and hide
take a little bit of time
but I’m stuck
and I’m fucked
staring at a blank page
they love you for the art
but they don’t love you
they want to be hit in the feels
and when you die
on to the next motherfucker
I know you must be hurting too
or maybe that’s just me
because I feel like crawling back
into a dark place
trying to see things differently
but positively has been dwindling
this world has away
of draining every bit of fight in me
Published 9th Nov 2022
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9th Nov 2022 7:07am
9th Nov 2022 10:20am
Sorry, I wish I could be more upbeat today. Life has ups and downs. This moment will pass but it's always so hard when you are in the deep of a bad moment.
It helps to have others that can relate. Thank you 😬
It helps to have others that can relate. Thank you 😬
9th Nov 2022 11:22am
10th Nov 2022 5:05am
10th Nov 2022 11:40pm
The first Noble truth of Buddhism is that life is duhkka (suffering, disatisfaction, painful, unsatisfactory)...the good thing is is that it is all impermanent. An existential gem that points at the very heart of existence...in that blank sheet of paper we find the entire universe...the rain, soil, sunshine, the woodcutter...the unkown person who made it for you and I to write our poems.
🙏 Mo
🙏 Mo
11th Nov 2022 5:02am
For sure. Would like to think there is reason to all those bad days.
Thanks for the read, friend 😁
Thanks for the read, friend 😁
