I'm a wandering soul, I always have been.
I'm restless, constantly.
Things, things, things, have never satisfied me in the past, and I've been a very unhappy person because of it.
Those old burdens are still weighing heavily over me.
Those old habits are still habits.
Transitions are slow processes. Nothing happens instantly.
IMPERMANENCE.
All I see are my fears chasing me, from all angles.
Negativity surrounds me like a cloud.
I want to be okay, I want more then anything to just be content.
But I am so restless, so ready to wander yet again.
Will I ever be content?
Will I ever be happy?
Will I ever be fearless?
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