Sad

You’ve lost count of how many times people ask you “how are you doing”. Every time your response is different. The truth is you don’t want them to find out you are unhappy. Not because you’re mad at someone but because you feel very sad about everything that’s been going on in your life the past few years. It makes you sadder not being able to talk about it, because honesty is underrated and people prefer to lie instead of being straight forward about the truth.

Sadness covers you because no one really cares about you, or so you think. Sure, they ask about how you are doing but it’s become a superficial question; no one really wants to know what’s in your heart and mind, or what really bothers your soul. No one really appreciates knowing a little bit more about yourself. No one really cares that you have never been given a real chance.

And even after knowing all of this, you still keep jumping into the abyss and hope for someone to be down there willing to catch you. You see everyone else getting gently embraced at the end but that’s never been your case. And yet you hope it might finally happen, so you jump once more.

After all the falls where you’ve ended up face flat into the ground, shattered to pieces. After all the time it took you to pick yourself up, on your own, and put all the pieces back together again. After all the hope, the hurt, the pain and tears, you still jumped. But you’ve been falling for a longer time than usual, it feels like a loop. This time feels different because even though you are still falling, the closer you think you’re getting to the end, the sadder and colder you feel, and that’s never happenned before.

Because this time your heart is already broken and you haven’t touch the ground yet. This time, deep down, you knew the answer was no but you still fell.

You feel sad and call yourself stupid, as you are tired of everything, for not having what you’ve always wanted and probably never will. Because when you look at all the facts, even though life and people haven’t been fair or faithful to you, the only one to blame here is yourself.

No wonder you feel so sad.

For that, and whole lot more, you feel sad today and it’s the right way to feel.

A peak into the heart

“I feel lonely.”
There! I finally said it!
Like there’s something wrong with saying those words…

Fear.
But fear of what?
Vulnerability? Weakness? Exposure?

No.
What I’m afraid of is feelings;
acknowledging their presence.

Realizing I have them.
*Shudders*
Realizing I have them for you…

Ugh!
This is why I never, ever use those words!
Because they open the door for more.

For more words, like “I miss you”,
“I want to see you”.
And finally “I love you”.

And all that will only end with the words I fear the most,
“It’s over”.
Or worse…
“I love you too”.

¤ Sunny ¤

Home

I don’t think I’ve ever told you this
But I found home with you.

And I was supposed to be the one leaving
Still, you left me before I was actually gone.

Seems love has never been the problem,
Giving into fear is.

I’ve never felt so scared and alone
I feel homeless and abandoned now.

I miss my lover and best friend
My heart is broken and the pain is sharp

Everything hurts and I can’t do anything about it
I still cry every night and pills don’t help at all.

I can’t remember what a steady full sleep feels like
I have dark circles under my eyes and bruises throughout my body.

Food doesn’t taste the same, and I’ve already lost too much weight
Why does it have to hurt so much?

Maybe I’m destined to be alone
I’m the one everyone leaves behind.

Am I not worthy enough for people who love me to stay and fight for me?

Yet I’m still planning on coming back home to you
Will you still be here when I come back?

Will you still be my home?

¤ Sunny ¤