To Overcome

Sometimes .  . .

It’s hard to get up in the morning.
it’s not that we’re sleepy so much
it’s just . . . pointless is all I can say
am I right?

Sometimes, the weight on your chest is the heaviest thing in the world.
And all you want to do is breathe . . .
Just breathe
But your breath just doesn’t seem fit.
Actually . . .
Nothing seems fit.

Everything is a mess
life is fucked up

And ah, depression . . .
I know you well

The rest of the world has no idea
How could anyone have an idea what this feels like?
It’s lonely
Besides . . .
What do they know?
Do they know what it’s like to think this way?
To feel this way?
Better yet . . . to live this way?

Sometimes, I swear . . .
it’s like there is a conspiracy
it seems like everyone is in on the joke (except us)
and nothing is fresh or pure or new
Everything seems refurbished and used and dull or bland.

There is no passion
just a need for relief
but yet . . .
any relief is just temporary
(might as well stay in bed, am I right?)

Sometimes, it’s hard to find a reason
Sometimes, it’s hard to find a purpose
Sometimes, it is hard to see the point when everything around us seems so goddamned pointless . . .

I get it.

Nothing works.
You feel like that kid, frustrated, and trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.
BUT IT DOESN’T FIT GODDAMMIT!!
and neither do we
am I right?

No one asks for this
People offer help and suggestions, but let’s face it . . .
What the hell do they know?
Probably nothing!

Breathe . . .
Just try this
I want you to breathe right now because right now, breathing is the only thing you can do.
Breathe in through your nose.
Breathe in deep.
Fill your lungs and then when you can’t breathe in anymore, I want you to breathe out through your mouth.

Go ahead . . .
Smell the flowers and then blow out the candles.
Breathe like this.

Give it a second
Give it a minute.
Give it whatever it takes
Just don’t give in

I get it.
No one understands
And I’m not saying I do either.
I’m just offering an out to an otherwise unfortunate idea.

Get what I mean?

All you want is to be free.
Am I right?
All you want is to breathe without the weight
You want the impending doom to go away
You want to wake up and not feel so damned intense all the time
Like, why does everything have to be so FUCKING crucial?

Am I right?

Where does this need to prove ourselves come from
Why is it we can accept others but feel as if no one ever accepts us, which in turn, leaves us feeling unacceptable, unremarkable, and worse, unwanted and unnoticeable

Trust me
Nothing about you could ever be unnoticeable.
If this were so, would I come here to tell you that I noticed?

You just want to be good
to be right
to be validated
loved
accepted
comforted
cared for
and comfortable in your own skin,
comfortable in your own world,
and your own life.

Of course you do.
Who doesn’t?

Just breathe for now
Close your eyes
Envision what you want to do and where you want to be
Don’t move until you see this
Keep breathing
Keep envisioning
make this your goal
and then achieve it

But if you can’t achieve this today, know that it’s okay.

You and me will be here tomorrow to give it a shot again

Just breathe kid.

And remember that I love you

You are worth more to me than you will ever know

2 thoughts on “To Overcome

  1. wow, I love this poem and the way that you wrote it. I like how you kept questioning the reader and to answer yes u are so right on every level with every line. Hell yes, you are right 🙂 Thanks for sharing with the rest of us, for me, it felt like you were reading my thoughts I often have. I just wanted to say I love it, thanks for sharing it and look forward to reading more from you. Most importantly, it was nice not to feel alone with my oh so similar thoughts.

    • You are certainly not alone. Neither am I. I think it may feel this way sometimes. I know it feels this way when the dark times and nothing seems to fit. But the truth is people like us are more amazing than the world can handle. This place needs more people like us. believe it!
      Your comment came in perfect timing. So from one friend to another. Thank you!

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