I feel so.



I feel so:
Mad,
Angry,
and Helpless.

I feel so:
Overwhelmed I'm underwhelmed.

I feel so:
Tired,
so lost,
so confused,
so over this.

Over this feeling,
Over this tension,
Over the pain,
Over the hurt.

I feel so:
Tired I can't sleep,
awake I can't think,
drained I can't think...

I feel so:
Angry,
sometimes I can't move.
I react faster than I should,
Sometimes I take everyone and thing the wrong way.

It hasn't been an easy road,
But that excuse I will not allow.
I am better than this,
better than that.

Even as such,
I will let my self be.
I will be angry,
Then let it go.

I will be mad,
Then get over it.
I will be overwhelmed then let it out.
Tired to allow myself to breath,
Lost so I can find,
Confused to remember,
Over this to get to there.

I can stop to think,
Stop to reset,
Take them the wrong way,
to learn the right way,
and never excuse,
But to excuse these feelings,
as it's okay.

I can breath,
and rest easier knowing..
That this is only now,
and not the future,
and if I let it,
I will move on,
will move forward again.

I will reset,
and I will discover,
that life is meant to be hard,
sometimes harder for some,
to make it lighter down the road.

I will be patient,
as I will be strong.
I will show fortitude as I always have,
and if I chose to let myself fall?
I'll pick myself back up,
but appreciate the journey.

Being a work in progress is never fun,
but at least it's interesting..
I will forget to live,
and live to remember,
That some things are out of my control,
but it won't dictate my ending,
dicatate my journey.

And someday,
I will learn to love again,
to love myself,
to love that one, or someone.

I have learned that through this all I have to patient with myself,
patient with them.

I have learned to be able to open my eyes in a different way,
to see things in ways I never could have,
This journey has been been hell,
But a hell I have learned to appreciate.

So to this end I will vent,
and to this end I will go.
Till the day ends,
till the night falls,
and for once... I can truly sleep.

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