Overflowing
A Complicated Mind
We've gone way past the brink of full
Overflowing with emotion,
But at a loss for words
The path would be clear
If not for the flood of triggers.
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There isn't room in our room
There isn't space in the space
And the bucket keeps overflowing
Seeping into our happiness
And dampening it.
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The silence isn't quiet
Even with all the words unsaid
It's drowning us in the deep
And washing away our joy
With every drop that spills over the edge.
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How do we bail ourselves out of this
Can we even find a way
Does it ever stop filling
And let us catch up
Or are we drenched in too much hurt?
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Natalie Felix
I am an old soul with many stories in my head...from many lifetimes. Some are true. Some less so.
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I have noticed that in the professional sphere, as far as I have noticed, that many people choose to come to work, mainly with the intention of collecting a paycheck, which I completely understand, unfortunately, we all need money to survive in this world. I also feel very strongly about the fact that if you are going to work in a profession, you should certainly treat that profession, whatever it may be, with the dignity that its purpose entails, whether you are working in the medical field, or working at a fast food restaurant, you should do you best to do the best job you can, because when it comes right down to it, we are all humans, going through the trials, and challenges that this life can bring us, by working together.
By Kaylon Forsyth3 days ago in Humans
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Overthinking never stops over flowing. I really like this. ❤️