#foodasmetaphor
It's often such a strain
Trying to keep up positive thoughts —
To strain my mind, hoping to get rid
Of negative thoughts; sometimes,
_It just strains me more…_
Life boils me over.
Some days, I get too steamed to even try
And move on forward... feeling so stuck —
Sitting still, too hot to handle,
And being too heavy to pour it all out.
__I feel like white rice__ —
Plain, overcooked, forgotten, and just
Sitting there, cooling off in an unattractive
Bowl, that no one really reaches for…
Sometimes I am the metaphor, the idea,
The hope, the dream; __or nothing at all__ —
Yet I’ll give everything of myself, every
Last drop… even up to _tiniest_ piece of rice
In that open rice bowl.
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC