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"Overwhelming guy with his overwhelming Desk Setup at his workplace."
-Me
Drowning Within Her
A Postpartum Poem
Showers feel like an oasis
A safe haven of nothingness
As I go through my nightly routine
applying lotion to my face I’m met with intense burning along my cheeks
Not from an environmental effect
But from the never ending tears shed throughout the day
I stand there looking at the girl who looks like me
And feel in the depths of my soul that she is gone
A corpse inside this body
I thought carrying a tune would forever be a comfort
But it seems an impossible task to ask of myself now
Escaping in the written word isn’t even strong enough to subside the constant ache
The constant waves of grief drowning and suffocating me
As if I lay on waters edge accepting my fate as the tide rises
I fear I’m forever gone
I really feel I can get quite close to my problems. Spell them out, mostly. Not good enough, maybe, but. I cannot solve anything or even think of a direction for solutions.
And it really really is starting to feel too late.
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“And so nihilism? Forget nihilism. Maybe your life doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. Maybe you’ll be forgotten in a thousand years, or a hundred. But that does not negate the fact that you are still living right now. And you do not have to give the scholars of the future something to discuss in order to make it mean something. No one will remember in a thousand years if you make a strawberry smoothie today, but today, you can drink your strawberry smoothie, and you can be happy. And that is worth something. You still exist now, and feel now, and are living, now. It does not matter where you will go after you die, or if you go anywhere. It just matters that while you are here, you try and make yourself the least miserable that you possibly can. Because that is worth something, and because you deserve it. Nothing more, and certainly nothing less.”
-- what is this from? i don’t know, i haven’t written it yet