Sold Out

Dear readers,

I sold out and I settled. I can do better, but I did what so many others do when they feel beaten down by life and loneliness we settle. We tell ourselves that the situation we are settling for is not so bad. All the while the little voice in the back of your head whispers, who do you thinking you’re fooling? When you are in the state that you chose to settle whether it’s a job, the place you live, people we live with or a partner there are constant reminders flashing themselves daily letting us know that we are not being true to ourselves. The world is full of unhappy people who have settled. They live each day with buildup resentment because that little voice gets louder saying, you desire better or why didn’t you wait? This is an unhealthy emotional state to live in. In the beginning you tried to quiet the voice but as time goes by that job you settled for becomes a place of torture. The house, apartment and neighborhood that you took because you felt that you had no choice become a place of tribulation instead of peace. And the partner you settled for he or she becomes the person you want to run away from instead of getting closer to them. In the end if you truly desire to be true to thyself you face the truth that you willingly made a mistake hope no one gets hurt and you get out. There is no happiness in denial.
What say you?

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In My Sky

The Cloud in My Sky

The clouds are near yet they are far

Wondering if I shall touch them

No, wait, a thought just came to mind

I shall take a small piece for myselfNature_Clouds_wallpaper

Being careful so no one would know

A simple touch not to disturb the essence of their soul

Oh, if only I could float so still and peaceful

To spread my soul high above this world of hate and sin

Speak to me my fluffy friend

How does it feel to encircle the warmth of the morning sun

To divide your soul at night like the red sea

So that the moon and the stars can shine on me

Tell me what angers you to darken my skies

Huffing and puffing, clashing together

Roaring with your thunderous voice

I find such sweet joy in your presence

When your quiet message descends upon my unhappy days