Struggling

Struggling

A Poem by Talesha

Just don't know,
Exactly what I'm doing.
Unsure of my goals,
Shattered dreams..

Lack motivation,
No zeal,
So it seems.
How can this year be better....



I honestly have no hope,
I try to be positive,still I mope.
Changing my thinking,
It's just so hard.."since good counteracts bad."

I don't know how am I,
Perhaps I never knew...
With him,I was one,
Built by the glue of love.

To have his company,interest and care,
Have to say-highlight of the past year.
Oh but he has wronged me,
In ways I couldn't imagine,leaving me broken and disheartened.


I fight for him in silence,
But fear rejection out loud...
My judgement is with my head,
With my heart,distorted in the clouds.

I do not care about much anymore,
Afraid of the future-
Any good-I doubt it has in store.
The depression is just too much.
My remedy is his loving touch...

© 2015 Talesha


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It can be really hard to find any kind of drive when you feel this way - things that gave you pleasure (music, reading, going for walks, etc) no longer give the serotonin and dopamine fuel that keeps the mind happy so we seek other ways to fill the void. Writing is one such pathfinder to lighter times.

"Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to." (author unknown)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Talesha

9 Years Ago

Yeah it really is difficult.My days are filled with all time lows and little highs.Just taking it on.. read more
It's best to stay in one day at a time mode, lick wounds, find simple beauty, linger there, write more and find a clever heart there.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Talesha

9 Years Ago

Thank you Alfred

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Talesha
Talesha

Caribbean, Trinidad and Tobago



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About me? Well,I dream about love,curious about life after death.I have visions of a future that I'm not sure will ever happen,but I dream of them anyway.I have been broken-heartened,by my own blood a.. more..

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A Poem by Talesha