![]() Word Vomit #1A Poem by Catherine Macatangay![]() i found this in my notes on my phone and it still feels relevant so lmao here it is![]() Every day is its own struggle. The future seems too distant, Overwhelming and a bit bleak It’s murky, I’m not sure what to make of it yet I still don’t know how to cope with things Healthily, at least I consume copious amounts of food, Some days to fill the void, And other days to sort of punish myself I'm very tired -- every day I can wake, be still, and bleed exhaustion I don’t feel afraid Elation is foreign, too I’m just a body Plagued with consciousness And seemingly inescapable misery I know I sound dramatic Which is why I’m hesitant to speak But on behalf of my thoughts and I We are scattered, fatigued, and weak © 2018 Catherine Macatangay |
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Added on July 6, 2018 Last Updated on July 6, 2018 Tags: oh god uhhhh, depression, young adult, sad, poem, prose, writing Author![]() Catherine MacatangayAbouti write to relieve 22 / infp-isfp studying media production and psychology i treasure kindness and humility more..Writing
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