Getting Lost (Friday Prompt)
I am down and out to nowhere to go
Feeling so low below to the ground
I ran to the rooftop to lessen
The burden of my heart that hurt me too
I am getting out of control
Tears are unstoppable for I dont know reason
I am really getting lost out of my focus
I am thinking of losing out my sight
The visibility of my goal became blurry
I have no shoulder to cry on
My fate and faith for someone vanish like a smoke goes up and gone*
I am getting out of my control
I tried to be a better person better than the rest
But things are getting worst
When no one to lean on and to cry on
They are gone, getting lost made me in pain
How I wish to recover the old version of myself,
A woman who fight with a strong determination in life
Life that is fruitful not for myself
But to all those who are getting lost
I believe once I lost, I can regain my post
Thank you those who support me especially the encouragement of @wakeupkitty
Note: I am also powering up all the earning coming in my wallet.
Original post by : Nay Deevi(@olivia08)
Fate and Faith... let's try to ignore those feelings for a while and take baby steps..
Surving the next 10 minutes or an hour is fast enough. Try to focus on doing 3 kind things for you and yes a cup of hot tea, reading in peace, sleeping without being disturbed counts.
If there are no fruits thrown in your l lap all you can do is buy them yourselves! There's no need to wat, hope, trust, want someone to give it to you. Pamper yourself dear and enjoy the view.
If it comes to powering up you are CLUB75 now, Congratulations you are doing well..
Let's take a deep breath and have a look at what you wrote! You created something great, you managed to change all those feelings into a piece of art. Well done.
Telling the truth my dear, just too funny
I can also say what isn't true and make something up. Let me know what you like to hear as a freewriter I am very flexible.
I appreciated you and all those who wrote here. I had no self esteem that I can write until this week I tried it. I am poor in writing. I just love telling a story about life experiences.
Theres no harm in trying and making new things and mindset rather than thinking of all pain that I have in life . I think writing help my mind active so I try this way and thank you for backing me once again.
Inner happiness matters alot, life isn't easy at all and is up to us to ensure that we conquer all our difficulties. We are all human beings and there's always a time we get sad and happy as well.
I remember when I was in high school, I felt so depressed to the extent I was always thinking of suicide, I really wanted to leave this earth for good, I found myself imagining my own burial ceremony, I knew if I die people will cry but they will still forget me, everyone will move on and forget that a guy like me exists.
I was a very broke guy even if I was living under my parents, I wasn't just happy at all, most people around me saw me as nothing, I kept on writing sad songs and also life touching storybooks until I finally found little happiness that made me forget about suicide.
I decided to fight my problems and I was determined to win, I joined steemit hoping to make some money here while showcasing my talents in my first year in steemit. Things are difficult now but I believe I will survive. I hope you are doing good.
#wewrite
This is another massage of positivity. Well, I did the same things . I was 8 years old that I drunk a kerosene we used for out lamp every night. I was too young thinking of that but I did. They didn't know what I was doing until now it was a secret from my parent. I just open this online with friends. My parent returned to heaven without knowledge about this.
Your comment made me stronger. Thank you for sharing and dropping by.
Oh my God 😳, you went to the extent to drink kerosene and also every night! Can please share your experience after drinking it, who did your body system react to it?
Based on what you said, I discovered that your parents are no longer alive, do you have siblings?
Pleasure ☕
God has a purpose to me. That time , I felt normal. I just smell bad in every breath I inhale exhale. I am now 54 years old this coming October 9. I am a suicidal person but I am stronger than those challenged because I am still alive and have purpose given to me. Being the eldest among siblings, I have all the responsibilities most especially when I was a child. They let me got absent to take care of my siblings then I saw my mother was pregnant again while the youngest sister was still infant, it made me cried worrying how could I go to school if they give me more siblings? That was the root of my child depressing moment. God save me.
Oh I see, this was a very serious issue, your parents didn't also notice it was making you depressed.
You are fortunate that the kerosene didn't have much effect on you my friend, is very dangerous to drink kerosene and if it had killed you, your parents will be very sad for a long time, am just happy you didn't die.
Am also the first child and my parents aren't financially stable, they request me for money to support the family and I get no option but to help them, this became a weekly something and am currently sad about it because I only earn money from steemit for the past one year now. Things like this always pressure me to keep on working hard here.
#wewrite
I am still lucky my friend. God is good .
Definitely 🙂