Tag: sadness
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Frontal Lobe, Where Have You Been My Whole Life?
People don’t talk about the shift that happens when you reach a certain age. It’s as if your frontal lobe finally snaps into place and you begin to realize the things that are truly important in this life. A lot of things in life are about perspective and mindset. 5 months ago, I felt as…
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Poem: Sometimes, I Wonder
Sometimes, the pain comes in the form of a lump in my throat. The ache is so bad I grip my chest like that will make it stop. Like I could punch a hole straight into my ribcage, grasp my heart and rip it out or hold it as a comfort. Sometimes, you cross my…
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Do I Love Me, Do I Love Me Not?
Tonight, I had to talk myself out of my car and into this restaurant I’m currently sitting in. It still takes some inner pep talking to muster up the courage to get out and do things by myself. But any opportunity to become very familiar with who I am I’ll take it. I have a…
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Fall In Love With All The Broken Pieces
As I walk on the beach, I notice love alI the around me and I get to thinking but then again, when am I not? I think about, in the span of seven short months, how different life has become for me. And in that time, I think about how I lost a piece of…
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Poem: This Is Not A Funeral
I spoke my final goodbyes to you today. No, this is not a funeral, although it certainly feels like one. I’m walking the city streets at night and I stop dead in my tracks. I look up at the sky and close my eyes, by then it started to rain. I put my hand to…
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Love Is An Ego-Death
It’s getting used to the solitude that haunts me, my thoughts feel like the graveyard of my past. They slowly creep in and out from time to time. Sometimes I feel as if I’m stuck in my own personal crypt, hoping someone will realize I’m actually conscious and let me out. Right when the hopeful…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 