They said the meds will help me
But what do they know
I cling desperately to my nightmares
I'm in love with my wounds
I like to watch them grow
The Story Behind These Lines
Its never easy to get rid of the sadness, the emptiness of being. Why?
I asked myself time and again.
Recently, I lost someone precious to me and the question became real.
I sucked it up and plastered a smile on my face for the world, but it failed me
like a week old band aid.
I realized I was rejecting the pain, and in effect, rejecting myself,
my right to feel those feelings.
I had to face it, I had to embrace the tears, and they came.
It seemed like they will never stop.
Surprisingly they did, and I was blown away but this new feeling that took over me.
I'm still trying to give it a name, but it felt like healing, and it got easier to breathe.
It gave me the right to move on.
I realized that I am alive, here and now!
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