Poetic Sundays: Disapearing from Sight

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I don't know if it's just me but, whenever I feel down I want to vanish. Sometimes I just can't take the people and stress of everyday life. Or when someones putting me down, I wonder why I even try. These moments are of course very rare, but I suspect that as a teenager they are normal? I mean that archetype of the depressed, I-hate-everyone teenager sometimes fits the bill. When I was in middle school I swore that I would never care about what others thought, or become self conscious, or be depressed about life. But here I am. While most of my peers want to become adults, I just want to be 10 again. I had fun in high school, but I had more fun being me in middle school. Sad, isn't it?


I wrote this poem during one of my random bouts of depression:

"Introverted"

Let's become small
Like the stars on the sky
Disappearing from sight
In the light
Only to appear at night

Lets shrink from view
Like flowers in the winter
Closing off from the world
When it becomes too cold
Only to burst with a twirl

Lets keep our thoughts to ourselves
When reality gets harsh
And it's only safe inside
It's only me in my mind
Appearing when I decide it's my time.

Thanks you soooo much for reading!

Peace, Love, and Hijabs,
Nailla 



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