Without a rudder

I just can't say what I want to say, I can't find the right words. I feel so mixed in my life. I can palpably feel the emptiness of my existence, and it hurts. I don't know if this is a fair complaint, but when there's no one else to buffer the bad times, it's hard to recover from the downs, and there's no one to share the ups.

It's hard to grasp the dilemmas of my life. I'm without a rudder.

1 comment:

mucho gusto coco loco said...

you are doing fine, friend. everything is beautiful forever and ever...you need to go for a walk in the park, play some basketball, read a good book. your soul is wilting without nourishment. time to tend to yourself.