Carol-Age 53
I live my life half-full
All the time.
It’s all I have to give any more
So much of who I am has been taken from me and now there is just a little bit left over
I don’t know what people mean when they say they are running on empty
Or they are just so full of energy they don’t know what to do with themselves
I’m just stuck here, half-full
Half-empty
Halfway in-between
I don’t know if I should go forward or if I should go back
There’s nowhere else to go
I look like I’m stuck
Like I don’t know where to find myself
But that’s not true
I’m somewhere
Inside here
I’m living my life like this
Because I don’t know how else to be
My head is always full of stories and ideas. Some of them turn into books. Some bubble out in the form of poetry. Some just need to bounce out of my head onto the page. If you want to share your musings feel free to share in the comments. Maybe the words will inspire you to respond. Maybe your own stories will find a voice.
Monday, February 1, 2016
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