Me: Ugh! I need a break
Mr X: No! you are just lazy, stop complaining and get working
Says the person that doesn’t know the struggle.
It’s okay to take breaks, It’s okay to get some rehabilitation
It only means you are human and sometimes, you just can’t go on
Take a gap between jobs if you feel the need to
I get we make the mistake of not really settling before rushing into things
Once we are out of something, we jump right into another thing
Oh because well, people like (MR X) will call me unfocused, they will think I am not serious
I understand people talk a lot, they always have an opinion
“You should be like this, go this way, don’t do that, it is done like that”
Please, live life according to YOUR own set rules
Go on that vacation, visit new places, have fun with friends, give yourself that BREAK
You deserve it
Now after the break , evaluate your psyche, understand your limit, if you feel you are good to go, then by all means GO and CONQUER THE WORLD
NEVER ever apologize for taking a break.
Welcome to my ted talk, hehe. I hope you liked it ❤
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As misery beckons, word flows
Misery they say loves company
I always thought it wouldn’t find me
I am a loner, why should it care
Isn’t that enough sadness?
Tic Tok, time flies
This is my final destination
I must have been delusional
The hurdles I could handle
Or so I thought
Now I lay me down
Drowning in my tears
Comfort is far, oh wait!
Jerking and racking,
my body a good subject
Will this be the end of me?
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Have you ever wondered about how you got to a certain place/phase in your life, like what led to events that eventually shapes your life one way or the other. I am at that stage right now, this clueless phase with so many unanswered questions, the painful ache that comes from not having figured it out, the doubts and ever compelling force to scream at anyone/everybody. How did I get here ? I want answers, I need answers.
I feel like the universe is against me sometimes, I do not welcome the transition happening in my life right now, as much as I want to adapt and convince myself as I have always done that this too shall pass, I just can’t seem to do that, It isn’t working. I feel like I am stuck in this dark place with no room for light, All I do is daydream about freedom that isn’t forthcoming, it’s all in my head, Will I ever get out of here? I want help, I need help.
I need to break out of here, I tried to be strong but the inner turmoil is getting stronger, I have ignored it for so long, I shut it’s mouth every time it tries to speak, I say to myself ‘I am stronger’ I don’t feel so strong now, I might just crash and burn out, flames will fade and all that will be left won’t be recognizable. This isn’t going to be a tale of beauty for ashes. This is going to be total ruin. I am tired of this journey with it’s many troubles, I am tired of trying, I really am.
I am on an island,
Echoes are my daily melody.
Tiny birds rustling around me,
hoping to get my attention, I know
Ugh needy things!
I am not swayed by their bright colors,
However beautiful they might appear.
My focus is on the water that surrounds me,
It is so appealing,
The stillness intriguing.
It makes me wonder,
what it would feel like,
To walk in till I reach it’s depths,
Lose myself in its ripple,
The pool of water and my soul,
Peaceful I sleep on with no more worries,
No one can find me here,
It is still-water.
I haven’t been myself lately,
I have been on a low,
It is different this time,
I might reach out for help MAYBE but
It’s like everybody is on the same low,
to each his own demon.
We can’t help each other.
All we do is quietly listen and compare
making little exclaim “wow! mine is better “
Pray tell me who’s gonna save who?
There is no redemption here,
you are lost,
in this maze called life.
Everyone looks the same,
Even the friendly eyes have monsters in them,
quietly daring, waiting for you to slip.
The will to live is gradually fading away,
light is out, all that’s left is darkness,
what lies beneath?
You are surrounded, so it seems
the walls are caving in,
not minding if you get sucked in,
Or swallowed up like a rusty pin.
Never to be seen or heard of again,
would you be missed or
would your folks be relieved ?
You’d never find out anyway
It’s too late for you.