Something about life Hello everybody. I... Anonymous101

Something about life

Hello everybody.

I feel that I express myself better by writing and since there are somethings inside I need to put out there, so I decided to turn them into expressed words for the world to see, or just me.

You know when you have a lot on your mind and you don’t know how to express it? It’s like the words are in your head but when it comes down to transmit them through your mouth, there is a silence. Somehow you feel the world won’t understand you, and even yourself don’t know how to make it understandable. Does it make sense? I feel that a lot.
And if you stop you start to question everything around you, yourself too.
I feel like my mind is my enemy. Every thought that comes to me is not me, its my mind behind it. And I am trying so hard to control “her” but sometimes “she” gets the best of me.
I am afraid I will fall into the abysm, lose myself…
I try to enjoy the good things, and I want to. But sometimes, your mind takes power over you and I want to be free. I don’t want to be submissive to some cells, feelings or emotions.
I know life is a gift and we should live it to the fullest with our spirits and hearts. However, I will not denied that from time to time it would be easier if I just disappear for good. Kill myself, be killed or just run away and never look back. That would be the easier way to “deal with life”, because I would just disappear. I wouldn’t exist.

But life is more than that. Life is meaningful, life is beautiful, life is spirit, life is joy. Life is also sadness, life is having a broken heart, life is dealing with the consequences of your life choices. That is life. Life is short and waits for nobody. Life is the river, life is the ocean, life is the sand, life is the birds singing beautiful songs in the morning. Life is silence. Life is peace. But life is also pain. Life is crying yourself out because life happen. But life is also laughter. Life is cold, and life is warmth too. Life is pain, but it’s also love. Life is connection, and life is emptiness. Life is guilt, life is grief. And life is love, life is happiness.
Life is taking sunbaths under the trees that sit in the forest while reading a meaningful book that transmits a message most don’t seem to grasp.