I was still writing in my late teens. Obviously still trying to heal. I think I was beginning to lose hope that things would eventually be better. It sounds like I may have been trying to accept that I was never going to change. Of particular note in the poem 'SEARCHING' I notice that I didn't capitalize the 'I'. Wonder what that says about my state of mind?
SEARCHING
What am i?
Who am i?
Where am i?
Why am i?
Today, tomorrow, yesterday
Living -
Torn between the right way,
the wrong way,
Searching for my own way
before I die.
LAUGHING, CRYING, LIVING, DYING
19 years of life,
Searching everyday
Laughing, Crying, Living, Dying
Trying to find a way.
I guess there are no answers,
Whatever will be, will be.
Living in a world of people,
TRYING TO BE FREE.
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I created this blog as a way to organize my thoughts and feelings. While I recognize that my feelings have room to grow in a different direction, I am not keeping this blog as a place to seek advice. I have a therapist who is helping me to grow at a pace that is comfortable for me. Encouragement is welcome. Advice is not!
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