More Anxious Poetry

I had another night of fitful dreams. I woke up feelings quite anxious. I think the remedy is another attempt at poetry.

I feel as though I must have two hearts today
For both are thumping, buzzing with the reminders of what has happen
What is to come

Although it is normally two stomachs that gorge on the feelings of discontent
Today they have shrunk to one, less than one
That churns with unease

I wish I could awake feeling whole
As one, just one



I considered starting a new blog. I suppose I feel ashamed of the times I feel depressed. I want to be an inspiration. I am proud of how many obstacles I have overcome. I want others to know they can as well. Today has been a “down” day for me; I have had quite a few over the past few weeks. Sometimes the feelings are fleeting, other times the linger throughout the entire day. In the end I concluded that it is dishonest and unfair to only express positive thoughts if that is not how I am really feeling. I can continue to get through these darker days. Only by acknowledging the dark can we appreciate the light.

A poem:

I get so tired of the down
I wake up and know it will be one of those days
Dreams that haunt linger

I can only keep moving
That’s what I try to do
Eventually the burden is too great

I hate the body I’m in
Is there any way out?
I try but somehow cannot keep up with the hunger

I wrote that today. I feel a little better, and it feels good to express myself in a creative way, even if it felt difficult to get the motivation to do so. That is really all I want to post right now. I will try and post more often.