I used to write a lot of poetry years ago. However, I’m finding it a struggle to think of things in a poetic way, and I struggle to organize my thoughts. Lots of emotions between work, the World’s issues, my transition, and my own struggles with self worth are taking a toll on my mind. So, inspiration and the desire to put it down on paper is few and far between.
I already posted something in this thread, and thought I’d share a couple more that I’ve written down recently – coming from times of deep depression/anxiety:
“Exist, Not Live”
by Maria G. (3/8/22)
I sleep, yet I do not rest.
I open my eyes, yet see nothing.
My ears take in sound, yet I hear nothing.
My lungs take in air, yet I do not breathe.
I consume food, yet never have a meal.
I can walk, yet I go nowhere.
I can do tasks, yet I do nothing.
I have thoughts, yet I do not dream.
I can touch, yet I do not feel.
I have emotions, but do I care?
I can be with people, yet be utterly alone.
I exist – yet I do not live.
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“No Time To Cry”
by Maria G. (4/17/22)
It starts to swell
I begin to dwell
The emotions rage
And I’m stuck in a cage
I know that I’m not well.
But, ’tis another day
and I must away
There’s projects to be made
And I must get paid
So Life must come what may.
It hurts every day, and I want to run away,
But there’s just no time to cry.
