not knowing myself

i don’t understand my emotions,

how i can be both happy and sad at the same time.


i’m trying to not feel so broken,

but my mind does not want to feel alright.


it’s easy to just feel like the weather,

the cold and wind that chills away the kind.


to my knowledge this is all suppose to be temporary,

but just for now it feels well settled in my mind.


all the kindness i have given myself in the past,

has now left without even saying goodbye.


if i do not seem myself it’s because today

i do not know myself.


but tomorrow i will try my best to presume

to what you might see as fine.


About writingforart

20 // anthropology & media major. i love writing, usually poetry, songs and short personal tellings in the form of books. i enjoy event and travel photography. but particularly love telling stories and thoughts.
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