“A poem to cheer up a young woman who normally has great self-confidence but is currently finding it hard to smile. She is stuck at home, alone except for her dog. She has no motivation at this moment, and all she wants is her loving boyfriend at her side but he can’t be there right now. And despite being sick and sad, later she must leave to go do her job (and she knows it’s gonna be a long night). I just wanna feel better. Thank you. I promise I’m normally not this depressing or contain this much self pity. I was happier earlier but already this day has begun to wear me down.”
Stale shackles of loneliness. Layers of unbending boredom, like a tender noose that itches and clamps on the heart’s neck.
But listen, all collars can dissolve, dissipating into happy heart-beats. It takes courage to trudge on, when the weather chokes every step.
The trick is to find a war, some silly strife to grab. Make war with a mop, or book. Find the most reliable weapons, to combat this dungeon of boredom.
Fill every hole in your step, with a bounce of joy from jelly -made from your own hands. Live with a relishing thirst, and you will never go thirsty.
“A man is down on his luck, cast out from his home, cast out from his family, his job. He seems to be at the bottom of everything, the very pit of despair. He is ready to kill himself, he’s got a bridge picked out and everything.
And then along comes Mephistopheles, offering him another chance at life… for the single payment of his eternal soul. <3″
Bridges are meant to keep us safe from the ravaging waters. But when the waters look safer than the concrete cruelty above, we weigh our pain on scales and set sail to somewhere deep.
But what if the world could flip? When the bridge and waters change, and the second chance beckons, and a handshake begs for mercy…
Then the life is reborn, in a form of something odd, but alive in some way different, like a shadow unthreaded.