I've been posting here for a little while. And, most of you probably do not know but I have published two books of poetry.
Anyway, while searching for my place in the world of spirituality, I've noticed that I am very often either depressed, suffering, in emotional pain, or filled with anxiety. These tend to be more prevalent when it comes to thinking about religion. When I'm not fixated on it, sometimes I can be happy. But in general, life seems bleak.
I guess I figured I'd include a poem I wrote just today about how I feel.
Red
I tell you now there’s no more color
Just a sea of bloody red
This is all I feel
And hear inside my head
Pain and bondage to last
For some unknown time
What have I done
To be punished for these crimes?
Sometimes I sit and wonder
What it is I am
If I am to gain some peace
Or live life like the damned
In this lifetime
Can anyone ever really tell
If we walk among the heavens
Or are faced with our own hell?
Oddly enough, I feel that some of my best work comes from a life of despair. That being said, if my entire life is going to be the way it has been for much of it up to this point, I pray that it doesn't last a whole lot longer.
Anyway, while searching for my place in the world of spirituality, I've noticed that I am very often either depressed, suffering, in emotional pain, or filled with anxiety. These tend to be more prevalent when it comes to thinking about religion. When I'm not fixated on it, sometimes I can be happy. But in general, life seems bleak.
I guess I figured I'd include a poem I wrote just today about how I feel.
Red
I tell you now there’s no more color
Just a sea of bloody red
This is all I feel
And hear inside my head
Pain and bondage to last
For some unknown time
What have I done
To be punished for these crimes?
Sometimes I sit and wonder
What it is I am
If I am to gain some peace
Or live life like the damned
In this lifetime
Can anyone ever really tell
If we walk among the heavens
Or are faced with our own hell?
Oddly enough, I feel that some of my best work comes from a life of despair. That being said, if my entire life is going to be the way it has been for much of it up to this point, I pray that it doesn't last a whole lot longer.
