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Diana Nov 12
Recently
I was called to ponder about my ancestors

I am the product of survivals fittest
We all are

My ancestoral intuition that has been passed down for generations has kept my lineage alive

Who am I to question it?

I feel pride in this knowledge
It makes me feel as though I am part of something far greater than anything I have laid eyes upon

My life is a byproduct of it
What was my great grandparents' life story?
What was their childhood like?
What challenges did they face in early adulthood?
I cannot say I know anything about them and it saddens me
Was it not less than 100 years and all the information is lost
Diana Nov 12
Life feels like nothing

Colors are muted

I no longer see in solely black and white
I broke through that level of sorrow

But the saturation lately has been fading and in its place leaves a larger gaping hole than the wonder I once held in what life has to offer outside of black and white

I feel anger
But then it quickly dissipates
And left in its place is a plateau of apathy

I have no desire for connection like I used to
Not with humans
Animals
Nor earth and her plants

I feel the soft familiar tug at my feet every now and then
She is ever so kind to me
Always reminding me of the great mystery I originate from
And one day
Will be recycled back into

I believe life will get better
It must, right?
Diana Nov 12
Life feels analogous to sunrises
Some are placed in life
To where they wake up hours before the sun
Destined to wade in darkness before any ounce of light is to shine upon them
Others during the peak of the sun
And others much later where daylight has been present for hours

I feel as though I've been placed in the darkness for hours
Cursing those who wake up to light
It's simply not fair
  Nov 12 Diana
nivek
your face carved from a star
travelled a younger universe

unknown to all except God
a silent echo of love

knitted together in womb of woman
seen to be created from afar-

brought near, a spirit
reborn from the invisible.
  Jun 24 Diana
sankavi
i went to my first concert
it was the best thing ive ever been to
everyone was so alive
i felt so alive
it was all such an "in the moment" experience

jumping
sweating
laughing
singing
screaming

i wish life was a concert
yungblud
Diana Jun 12
No where feels like home
Not even if I go back
To what once was familiar in youth
It's changed
I have too
And no roots have taken ahold
All soil I encounter is unfit for anchoring

I don't feel as though I am growing
Simply trying to survive
And maintain as much as I can
Mitigate damage from lack of essentials
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