I wonder why those of us feel like it's the end when something bad happens or it doesn't go as planned. Is it because it never happened before to the individual or they received too many crushing blows that makes you fall into despair.
It hurts, it isolates you to the point you feel like you don't want to be around anyone. Or the other way around, you push yourself with tasks, with worry for others not even thinking about one's own self.
It's hard, it's painful until you're stress, you're depressed. Sickness takes over in your body and mind. The mind is one fucked up place when ventured some find it hard to focus on the good rather the bad.
Sadness is a feeling we all have. Tears gather in your eyes as we cry, they overflow until we can't take anymore. So we sleep hoping tomorrow will be better.
Sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. It just an endless cycle which me and plenty of others hope to be free of.
It's the very human thing
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PuisiDepression, soul-searching, uplifting poems. And affirmations, acronyms. Just things that are on my mind. © S. J Evans