The feelings growing on me, slowly engulfing me in its gloom, this overwhelming sense of despair!
How I long to stand in the storm &
Let the storm within give way in its camouflage..
Where streams can pour with ease,
As the thunderous thump rips through the chest,
The pain like a 100 daggers piercing – time – and again! like the spark that gives light but leaves destruction..
As the storm subsides, all that shattered and was aflame would have dosed finding solace as the last of the droplets trickle down caressing silent lips…
Let the storm take with it that which it must…
I love the serenity of sleep
As it douses the pain
Blanks out the churning thoughts of misery and confusion
It calms an anxious heart and tames a wild spirit
I find my comfort that I so wish and long to experience with my eyes open!
“Be yourself” he said.
From behind gleaming green eyes, he seemed lost in a world of wonder.
Like your ear against the shell, hearing the ocean chime and even once you’ve removed it, the clear picture still flashing behind your lids?
Yes!! that feeling – exactly that.
Why i wonder? Such an impact or not? The words imprinted in my mind, making me wonder –
some food for thought, right?!
How we so easily adapt to new situations or how we change ourselves to fit in? Is it necessary though? Should we!?
Can 1 be oneself in a setting – new and different to ones comfort?
And than – why do we change, conform or alter image and ways to be a part of?instead of ‘with’ but remaining an individual!
Maybe, its the fear of rejection. The fear of being and feeling misplaced. The fear we create within ourselves fuelled by the expectations we set for ourselves, as well as those we assume others have of us.
Maybe just maybe –
We think too hard,
Worry too much, and
Expect even more;
But all, that really matters and did matter is our self acceptance.