On this path of awakening, sometimes sadness overwhelms me. Today, I spent mostly in bed, sleeping away the misery. I have stagnated, all energies no longer move forth, I snipe, I want to be heard, but in complaining, my head is then bitten off, my thoughts fail to unwind.
what i need to do what im trying to do is clear the toxicity from my words and my mind its a journeying its a process humbling it is in style to wake up and realise how irreverent I've been so utterly disrespectful to the ones i love and need i am ruining them i [...]
This life is worthless. It is worth exiting. I want to drown in the despair that this ward doebring. It erodes at you, they take each piece of you, break you apart. Take take, then unfagive, this is what breaks my heart. I worked so hard for my talents, and now I'm expectedshine, shine shine [...]
the lantern meant to light my way brighten my path and send me sway with her i thought i would travel, gain but same same same the admirable? extravagant pain. Copyright © 2021 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. (artwork, poem)
as time passes the seconds allow me to comprehend to ascertain to understand that duration is really just a dependent notion when one is hoping for some form of deep contemplation [...] analyse the silences the breathes unmade the sleeves of unspoken words heard felt seen the trailing of eclipses what is this business of wondering waiting delving into my open chasm of ticking hands unwanted and unfree? [...]
I don’t feel like writing, no inspiration to scribe, my subconscious thoughts once delirium, no vacuous, I want to hide, to burrow my thoughts beneath the doona, my sheets, embarrassed, uninspired, where have you gone, Poetic Dreams? [...]
As I sit in my rocking chair I ponder to myself, what is there to contemplate or even know, how should I proceed in life, these stumbling blocks keep coming, they are rife, and they trash my days and hours, slitting them open like warm butter attacked with a knife. [...]
Today’s been a struggle I must openly admit, not feeling seasonal affective, but rather seasonally dejected, my mind, it swims with sadness, amiss is my prowess, my brightness gone, my ability to deal with rejection or silence when reaching forth to others with smiles or hopeful song. [...]
Closing time, the curtains shut, enough of this pantomime; we’ve watched smouldering stars. Time and time again we’ve viewed crashes and burns, from deep evening into the precious morn.
Brightness, wholesome, warmth. Everything because. Everything near. Everything far. I mend and stitch and fail because that chasm need not fixing; it’s meant less darned, more gaping, it does not need my solving. This situation is no longer my responsibility, I listen carefully, hark at the words, [...]