I stand before you
A broke and shattered version
Of who I once was
It was never the ups
Or the downs
That broke me
It’s was the stagnancy
That I truly could no longer bear
The feeling of despair
Knowing that it would never get better
Made life unliveable
Does anyone else hate when life becomes stagnant? “The Brooding Of A Lost Soul” is inspired by that feeling where you feel trapped and like that’s never going to change. I’m someone who dislikes change but also dislikes when things remain the same. I think I need a certain amount of both to stay happy and when there is too much of one I feel thrown off. I don’t know if I’m making any sense. I’m very sleepy right now you guys. But I have to power through because I have a dinner thing tonight and I have to pretend to like everyone and be nice. Well, I do genuinely like some of the guests. Others not so much. Shhhh, don’t tell them.
Also, I have a funny story for you guys but I think I’ll share it on tomorrows post. Back to the poem, I have been feeling a little stagnant recently. Probably since this month has been busy and I haven’t been able to go out just for fun in a while. First I was sick for like two months and now I’m just so busy. But once the wedding is done I have plans to go to some very fun places.
What did you think of “The Brooding Of A Lost Soul?” Let me know in the comments below. I actually quite liked this title. Shockingly.
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