Searching

Born from the chaos that welcomed me with a closed fist
Eyes open wide with the taste of anxiety upon my lips
I tuck myself away deep into my mind
Somewhere other than here will be just fine
Is it safe to emerge from the depths of my own despair?
Or should I dwell a little longer, and ponder, how I've become so self aware
The sad little naive girl grew up to view the world through a cracked and broken lens
Crawling through shards of bloodied glass to find a love that would just make sense
Unaware that the kind of love she desired would never show up
That kind of love appears within when you've filled your own cup
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Herrick Avatar
September 28, 2025 at 9:36 PM
It is true that it is a life exercise —to keep the glass half full and not half empty, isn't it? So many suckerpunches, all of them low blows as you swim back to the shoreline, the reset back to nirmalcy. But remember, it is there, beyond the black clouded fog that obscures the view. Those clouds, that fog, lies all of them, telling you that there was never a time without them. Remember the good, the true, the truth that will return. Give it a confident frilly place of welcome. Homecoming, smile
Jones Avatar
October 3, 2025 at 1:19 AM
This is such a beautiful comment. This is so very true because when I did finally find happiness it was life changing. Life is so very beautiful and I've never felt so happy. I started looking within and when I healed, a brand new life came from it and I couldn't be more thankful.
Derden Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 6:31 PM
This poem is strikingly honest and emotionally raw.
Jones Avatar
June 19, 2025 at 4:16 AM
This means so much to me! Thank you so very much for your kind feedback!
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