I want to hug you all,
Reading about your ups,
And downs,
Friends all.
I feel like I know many of you,
And I suppose,
You believe, you know me,
Too.
It's the ebb and flow of a thinker's life,
Creative spirits crave muses.
To hold hands.
But that doesnt make it any easier to read,
The downs.
Sometimes,
We all fall into the same pit,
Eventually.
And we struggle,
To climb out
Again.
Pens holding tightly.
Every now and then,
A crushing piece,
Every now and then,
Magnificent joy.
Do we celebrate each other's triumphs?
Do we warn against the ubiquitous falls?
All we can do,
Dry our eyes,
Smile,
And
Read on.
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Comments (2)
I know what you mean, even when everyone is halfway across the globe, every piece so preciously crafted, an excerpt from life, and while it is glorious to witness life, it is also heartbreaking to witness the downs. This was really relatable. Great work!