tonight
i feel
sad
and quiet.
alone
and
unheard.
i don't even know
why
except
that maybe
i am not listening
to myself.
impending birthday
looming.
wondering
what have i done?
what will i do?
who have i become?
where do i go
from here,
where is
here?
i ponder
and pause
and wonder...
quiet questions
pulsing
in my head.
pay no attention,
i'm sure it will pass...
a moment,
a thing,
a phase--a cycle.
i'll wait it out
with words.
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I'm listening too. And waiting quietly beside you. These are big questions and there are only small answers. Sometimes those are enough. Sometimes not.
Paying attention.
Birthdays suck. I'm just sayin'.
i know what you mean.
I might have been there before. You aren't alone. Big hugs to you, please never ever feel so alone.
Just wanted to say how much I loved that poem. It really touched upon something deep within me...
i have a birthday approaching myself (the 15th) it seems a lot of bloggers I like are September babies.
I know what you mean.
The birthday blues are always so hard. Mine is coming up too and for only the second time in my life I am ambivilant about it. And yet, the melancholy creeps in. It will pass. In the meantime, happy birthday to you.
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