In a world of over 7 billion people, it is so easy to feel alone. To have that sickening feeling in your gut that no one can see you. No one can understand what you’re going through. No one knows what you’ve done. No one cares to listen to what you’re dealing with. It’s easy to be in a room full of people and still feel alone.
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Looking for you
The night fell upon me,
It seized every glimmer of light in me,
My joy ceased,
I became a shadow,
Fitting perfectly in the dark.
The night fell upon me,
My words broke down into whispers,
Fear shrouded my little heart,
I prayed for death to seal the deal,
Hope fleeted in the cold wind.
In the darkest of night,
You held my silver tears in your nail pierced hands,
You drew me close even when every one was distant,
You heard my whispers in the dark,
And you answered them.
-Mfon Etuk, 2020
Happy new month!!!
It’s only January borns that didn’t notice how ‘everlasting’ the month was. I’m pretty sure I lived an entire year in one month. But I’m finally glad it’s over and we can open a new chapter.
Thanks to KerryTosan, I got to see this February prompt post that would help me write more consistently. The topics here are pretty interesting as well. So I hope you’ll join me on this journey all through February!
In the same vein, I can’t explain my interaction with negative words. They’re the kryptonite to every wordsmith. Piercing the heart of creativity until it dries up. To them, it’s just another careless word. But to those with sense 6, it’s a trigger. It snaps. They snap. And they’re gone without a sound.
January was a ticking bomb for me. Can’t tell if it was the month or if I was the bomb. I was drained emotionally and mentally, everything lost it’s meaning—including life. Lots of things remain unsaid as people still grapple with understanding mental health issues. Lots of things remain unsaid as we try to find ourselves. As we struggle to connect with our core and find the meaning of our existence.
Suicidal thoughts do not mean you’re weak or averse to pain and hardships in life. It just means you’re trying to find a way to tell the world what’s been going on in your head, by cracking it open. Blood always speaks louder.
To live is one of the rarest things in life, because most people just exist. They barely get by. Hanging on to toxic environments or relationships, taking in all the crap they can take just to make ends meet. While living becomes a burden, and not many survive the travails. So even while we’re here, most of us are still lost in space. All just missing in action.
Thanks for reading!
Lots of love,
M.❤️
I always wonder,
What if I could pick up my bag,
And travel to a new place,
A place I know little about,
To experience life differently,
With no schedules or routines. Read more
Hello people!
Hope you had a great day. I did too. Although, getting out of my duvet to go to work this morning was the hardest thing ever. Kinda like the Monday blues that Garfield dreads. Thank God I got over it and was active all day.
It’s week three! This feels like when you’re climbing a hill and you get to the steep side. It. Gets. Harder. By. The. Day.
But we’re not giving up!
The beauty about challenges like this is that if you can do this consistently, there’s nothing you can’t do if you put your mind to it.
Let’s dive into today’s post!
I have been longing to write something for so long! It’s been an itch that wouldn’t leave me. Truth be told, I’ve indeed missed writing on my blog; I’ve missed the interactions and I’ve missed the knowledge gleaned from other blogs. But amidst all the truckload of academic work, it’s been hard to find a corner where I could get creative. With that said, how are you doing? (for real, you should answer that in the comment section because I really want to know). Read more
What is it about separation that seems to tear the soul apart? You meet strangers who become family and friends. And soon you have to bid them goodbye because life beckons. Why is there so much pain in separation? Read more
Dainty M. 