As the morning siren sounds and the light shafts radiated by the sun cut through the translucent, laminated glass window that’s been decorated with posters revered by many, the sweet and sound trance that is sleep is broken, and a new day commences.
This is my attempt to make a poem. It is a dialogue between an individual who is explaining the concept of depression to another curious individual. Just be aware that where there are a lot of question marks, the person speaking is the curious individual. Disclaimer: The answers given are all based on the depressed individual’s perspective on the topic.
With a sibling, one has to endure the pressure and the pain that comes with comparisons and competition. I have an older brother. He helps me. He guides me. He cares for me. But he also oppresses me.
Yes, he oppresses me. Continue reading “Living in a shadow”
I am obliged to accept the faults that I possess. The quote “Nobody’s perfect” remains embedded in my thoughts. However, my constant struggle with my appearance and looking acceptable for society prevents me from believing the notion.
Being safe and secure in a home is the best feeling ever. Throughout my life, I have never liked confrontation. The thought of being in an event and being confined within a large group of people scares me. This is why I rarely socialize. This is why I am an introvert.
A subtle, surprising and surreal “moment”: a “moment” of pleasure; a “moment” of realization; a “moment” only created by the presence of a fundamental emotion. The experience is exquisite, yet bitter. Its gifts are pleasant, yet treacherous. Its impacts are overwhelming, yet mundane. Why so extraordinary?
As already specified in the title, this blog is intended for me to share my feelings, my opinions and my thoughts. It is my personal space, which I don’t mind to share in public. With this, I am able to express my feelings freely and open up to the issues I face. Thank you for visiting my site.