Aug 2022
It's sad when you know it just hit you
Making you stop completely out of track
When back then, all the pain and sorrows,
Still had colors, and not just black
Now I just lie here, steady and still
Waiting for the day to get back
Slowly getting back on my own feet
Trying not to think of what I lack
Making you stop completely out of track
When back then, all the pain and sorrows,
Still had colors, and not just black
Now I just lie here, steady and still
Waiting for the day to get back
Slowly getting back on my own feet
Trying not to think of what I lack
I'm trying to slowly find motivation to write poems again. Life has been tough. And I never knew that I could still have it worse, that I will lose motivation on everything I enjoyed and hold dear. It might still take some time. Years even. I'll hang on. While I still can. And I hope everyone who's also been struggling, will also hang in there. We can get through this. And we will. Have a great day
