The Nightingale
The Nightingale
Tranquility. Peace. Harmony.
Welcome back, old friends.
Oh to continue in this moment forever!
And the future to cease its relentless approach;
To stay in this state of serenity,
To remain centered, the mind at rest.
The silence soothes, the heaviness calms.
Sleep is almost welcome.
But it is false.
Temporary.
The anxiety, the fear, returns to gnaw
At the back of my mind.
This is not my nightingale.
I'm not sure why it copied double-spaced, but there you have it.
I've learned a valuable lesson from tonight. I cannot just let all these bad things just build up inside of me until I can't control them. I need to vent once in a while, let others know how I feel. Even this damn blog helped, and I have no idea why. I'm not writing this entry with any particular intention other than just writing. Why do we feel better when we express our thoughts with others? One of the many conundrums that may never be explained.
I'm Sorry this entry deals with such heavy material, and I'm especially sorry if it has ruined anyone's good mood. It's just part of this new thing I'm trying called "coping with your feelings as you feel them."
Tranquility. Peace. Harmony.
Welcome back, old friends.
Oh to continue in this moment forever!
And the future to cease its relentless approach;
To stay in this state of serenity,
To remain centered, the mind at rest.
The silence soothes, the heaviness calms.
Sleep is almost welcome.
But it is false.
Temporary.
The anxiety, the fear, returns to gnaw
At the back of my mind.
This is not my nightingale.
I'm not sure why it copied double-spaced, but there you have it.
I've learned a valuable lesson from tonight. I cannot just let all these bad things just build up inside of me until I can't control them. I need to vent once in a while, let others know how I feel. Even this damn blog helped, and I have no idea why. I'm not writing this entry with any particular intention other than just writing. Why do we feel better when we express our thoughts with others? One of the many conundrums that may never be explained.
I'm Sorry this entry deals with such heavy material, and I'm especially sorry if it has ruined anyone's good mood. It's just part of this new thing I'm trying called "coping with your feelings as you feel them."