16 NOVEMBER 2015

Sadness rules us. Whether it is a lost lover or a bad rainy day. It was never an emotional state, but a feeling which infiltrates our minds. We wake up in the morning and get right back into reality. My bed still smells like you. 7 AM. We drag ourselves out of bed into the dark and cold world of judgement. We choose clothing that will never fit well or feel right and our hair will never work the way we want to. The coffee you like suddenly tastes bitter. Strangers look grumpy and the wind has turned to the wrong direction. Every bit of human contact annoys you. Staring at walls, book and windows makes it all so empty. Even eating becomes a task and walking up the stairs make you tired. Everything you have to do becomes impossible, and anything you have done becomes ‘not good enough.’ And we look up, we breath and we walk. We continue, that is all we can to. When the world starts weighing you down, you bend, you never break. But you wake up the next morning and do it all over again. Lift it up. Lift yourself up.


As a writer
I am so amused – yet confused
by reading the work of others
to know that I am not the only one
finding rest in visualizing our feeling
giving ink to our hearts
to create a series of words
that symbolize our true emotions
a reflection of our souls
and the creativity of our minds
all put together
makes a master piece
to convince your readers
in the goodness of humanity
or to overcome battles
and the find strenght in heartbreaks
we all know what sadness is
and we all have known joy
and days of pure happiness
our thoughts and our experiences

As a reader
I am so amused – yet confused
by the beauty of their creations
and how the human brain
could think of such combinations
which creates a new piece
something original
that no-one has ever thought of
or has experienced
but we get to know them

Language is the most powerful way of connecting people
wheter you are the writer or the reader