A well organized poem. There's hate, hurt, rage and more, but this is what we are if we chose to be, a storm cloud, although as Shakespeare would say: “It all signifies nothing where we trod upon the stage of life.” It's much better to exchange all that turbidity for a tranquil accepting mood that doesn’t fight the Fates. Yes, "Hurt is just hurt." To feel hurt is much better than to not feel at all, but there are other feelings, better feelings, that may distract us if we let them in.
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What you say is true, in our darkest moments, we are the amalgamation of all the hate, hurt and rage we carry and seldom are we able to let ourselves be distracted by feelings that don't consume us. The moment in time when I was writing this, I felt victimised, wronged and I couldn't see past the injustice that was done to me. In the downward spiral that I was on, it was convenient for me to blame all my failures on what was not within my control. One day I decided to let go of all the negativity and to stop wallowing in my plight any longer. Over time I realised that I was my own demise, that the world is just a trigger and nothing more. I let better feelings distract me, I let them in.
A well organized poem. There's hate, hurt, rage and more, but this is what we are if we chose to be, a storm cloud, although as Shakespeare would say: “It all signifies nothing where we trod upon the stage of life.” It's much better to exchange all that turbidity for a tranquil accepting mood that doesn’t fight the Fates. Yes, "Hurt is just hurt." To feel hurt is much better than to not feel at all, but there are other feelings, better feelings, that may distract us if we let them in.
Many thanks for your wonderful comment, which itself is a piece of writing worth so much praise. read moreMany thanks for your wonderful comment, which itself is a piece of writing worth so much praise.
What you say is true, in our darkest moments, we are the amalgamation of all the hate, hurt and rage we carry and seldom are we able to let ourselves be distracted by feelings that don't consume us. The moment in time when I was writing this, I felt victimised, wronged and I couldn't see past the injustice that was done to me. In the downward spiral that I was on, it was convenient for me to blame all my failures on what was not within my control. One day I decided to let go of all the negativity and to stop wallowing in my plight any longer. Over time I realised that I was my own demise, that the world is just a trigger and nothing more. I let better feelings distract me, I let them in.
Some say I am still a child. They maybe true as I often feel like, it is just my outer shell that has aged. I have seen much in life, experienced many a things, good and bad and I have clung on to my .. more..