Some days I feel I’ve screwed up so many times
in so many insignificant ways
that suddenly seem so large
when the void pulls at them
and lets them hang
in all their loudly silent rejection
and then I believe
that there is no point
and that so-and-so is right
and “nihilism”
and “who gives a shit”
and “might as well not try”
and might as well just be
and then I start to feel quite relaxed
and it’s as if “god” has suddenly found me
and then the nothing becomes
not empty.
Image: “talk less, feel more” by Katharina Lucia via Etsy.com/au (not affiliated)
Yeah, I know that feeling my friend…great thoughts and very well put Nadine…
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Thanks, Francesc. :)) ❤︎
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My pleasure Nadine! 🙂
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