Some days, I feel nothing. Some days, I feel everything.
Some days I’m drowning and have to learn to save myself.
Some days, I’m so angry I could explode, but Society finds that hostile and inappropriate. And that anger gets worse when people verbally try to dismiss my right to be angry. Some days, submission and tolerance are virtues for the abused and the hurt forced by someone more powerful. Some days, I take it until I can’t anymore.
Some days, I’m at peace in the middle of chaos.
Some days, sadness piles up that tears dries up before they have a chance to fall. Some days, stress, worries, sadness and anxiety are so normal they become like second skin. Some days, they are needed to be shed to breathe and heal before another second skin appears.
Some days, I long to be understood and comforted. But for most, the only person who truly listens and gives me a much needed comfort is myself.
Some days, I just want to be left alone, disappear and hide from all. Some days I’m successful in my escape, Some days not. Everyone is in bondage to something or someone, I’m no exemption.
Some days, I want to smile and really feel it’s lightness, warmth and joy. I’m tired of faking it just to appear happy to please others and not draw attention.
Some days, I miss laughing. I miss the happiness and release it brings. Laughter has become a luxury rather than a free gift. Best medicine for Mental Health, but can get really expensive or run out of supply. Some days, Laughter is on back order with no definite time for availability.
Some days, I’m me. Some days, I don’t recognize the person staring back at me. Some days, I’m multiple Persons fighting for dominion depending on what People and circumstances requires.
Some days, everything is alive. Some days, just a lonely void of dark, cold emptiness.
Some days it’s Life. Some days it’s Death. Some days it’s Survival. Some days it’s Victory and Triumph.
Some days it’s surprise and newness. Some days, routine and boredom.
Some days words flows easy. Some days, words refuses to be set free.
Some days, inspiration wants to be captured to inspire and change our World inflicted by War, Disease, Evils of Men and Hell. Some days, that would be enough to restore Peace, Love, Good Health and Happiness. Some days, it ask for more sacrifices and giving.
Some days we are called to take action even if we are not ready. Some days, preparedness and fear are not an option. Some days we are called to be Heroes as events happen and be the bigger, better Person.
Some days, we could be anyone our Heart desires. Some days, we fail no matter how much we try.
Some days we battle our inner Wars. Some days, it’s War from external sources. Some days we loose. Some days we win. In all, we fight and be stronger for our some days.