Crawling Through Life

Wanting to be okay but you don’t know how

Longing for healing but you don’t know when

Searching for answers for you don’t know why

Reaching out for help but you don’t know who

Loneliness has befriended you

Telling you that you’re all alone

Confidence has left you

So you feel you’re on your own

Motivation visited you

But you’re sick to the bone

Hope is passing through

But you’re in your zone

These are the days that no words can convey

These are the times when you’re far from fine

These are the moments when you just want to vent

These are the nights that you can’t see the light

Your sorrows have sewn you

Your anguish has absorbed you

Emptiness has filled you

Helplessness heard you

You never wanted to be in this situation

And be pulled by your emotions

You never thought that you’d be living

And always long for healing

If you can’t fathom these feelings

If you’ve never experienced this

If you can’t understand this

Please, consider yourself fortunate

For not needing to understand it

You're doing fine

And I will be fine

Poem’s Background Story

I wrote this poem as a reflection to my crawling life in 2023.

My mode at that time was really "crawling"- dragging myself to survive.

I was breathing to survive. Not really living. Like there was no point of my life here. Hence the title of this story.

Now, fortunately, I’m in a better place by choosing to see a ray of hope every day. ❤

For someone who is in a dark place now, thinking that there’s no way out, please don’t give up.

Take one day at a time.

A ray of hope will soon arise.

For you and I.