I often feel that my life has no meaning,
I am a wandering soul,
Forever cursed to walk these empty hallways,
The lights of hope flickering over head,
Until they take their last breath,
and wink out until I am nothing,
Nothing but a husk,
We are often told to reach for the skies,
But when I look up all I see is darkness,
And it’s monsters,
Threathening to consume me.
Is life a blessing or a curse?
Why do I wake up in the morning?
What is my purpose?
I am a machine,
forever running the same course.
Are the thoughts in my head even mine?
Or are they the thoughts of society,
Whispering in my ear?
What is my purpose,
When all I am is another white mask,
In the sea of supressed souls.
Life is a journey,
meant to be savored,
But when I have no meaning,
Is there even a life to live?
For I am a wandering soul,
Forever cursed to walk the same empty hallways,
Wearing the same white mask,
And when my light snuffs out,
darkness consumes me.
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Through my poem, I would like people to be hopeful and find positivity even in the most adverse situations like lockdown. We should open our hearts and minds embracing the reality and finding good in that!
“Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.”
It’s really hard trying to understand what’s going on in a suicidal person’s mind. Their thoughts seem absurd to us that we often choose to neglect them thinking that it’s “just a phase” or “they’ll get over it” or “they’re just angry” or “they can’t be serious”, mind you this is the worst decision we’ve been making, instead let’s show them that they are significant, loved and cared for, let’s try to understand their point of views and stop criticism.. avoid using harsh words around them because for them these words are so loud that it causes chaos in their heads.
During this time when we are surrounded with so much negative news everywhere, I think it is more important than ever to see some positivity. Through my poem, I would like to be able to help people find a ray of optimism amidst the pandemic and see the little happiness that surrounds our everyday life.
“The happiest people don’t have the best of everything, they make the best of everything”