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Diana Nov 2024
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 2024
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 2024 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 2024 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 2024
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
Diana May 2024
I'm numb
Maybe in a depressed state
For sure in a depressed state
It's grief
Again

You've left
We've said our goodbyes
And it felt inadequate
Less than what I imagined it would be

I left numb
And it has carried with me since

Goodbyes are sacred
And yet I ******* hate them
Yet this time
There was no ghosting
No bitterness left unsaid

We came
As best as we could
To each session
And as all seasons tend to go
It ended
Maybe paused
We shall see in autumn
What out souls find to be true
About what happens to us
Our dynamic relationship

I feel incomplete
Like there's this itch I must've thought I scratched
But I realize now I didn't
Oh well
The depressed state I'm in doesn't seem to worry much about it now

No one wrote this blueprint in life for me
Much of anything else
So as I've done before
I do now
Trailblaze into a territory unknown
Except this time
I no longer have her next to me
In the way I did before
It's been weird since kemp left. I've busied myself and it has been helping. I feel and welcome the numbness. Utterly devastated but the anger tampers the sadness. I wonder if other ancestors before me have had a spiritual guide or counselor or therapist that they've had to say goodbye to.
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