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Sunday Night
And feeling all alone it seems you can't trust anyone nowadays I know these are not poems I need to find a place where j can just let out my feelings I miss my friends a d I feel like I don't know where I belong and things seem to keep getting worse on my health and I am beginning to wonder if I am having a nervous breakdown.
Reach out to your friends.
Reach out to your friends. When you feel there's too much space, when you're feeling really down all of the sudden go back and read some of your previous writings.
Forgive me, stranger, but you seem to be riding on a wave. The wave seems to have control of you. Grab this metaphor, then grab the surfboard and become master of the waves of life. They will go up and down, but you begin to dictate to them where they take you, rather than have them dictate to you. It will take a lifetime and then some to perfect this, and even the greatest surfer, if you will, is falls off the board sometimes. But, day by day, you'll be more so the one in control, and more so enjoying - directing - the ride. All the best to you.
Thank you
Thank you for your comment and you are so right I am trying to get better I love your poetry 2.
Harder Now
Covid has slowed the pace. My thiughts abiut death is hiw to dekay inevitability. In 61 years I too write as therapy - better out than in. What can be din in 20-50 more years is ice tipped with laughter and sorrow. It is what all humans get, alone/together same scales that tilt perpetually.
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Nobody gets rose gardens all the time. Eye contacted, I see others and rejoice in being alive in the time of the internet. Feel indifferent occasionally, remember no matter what you think you do not have someone somewhere would rejoice to be you. Yep.
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