|Hello stranger! Welcome to my bio. My name is Vanessa. I am here to meet new people and maybe find penpals. Read you soon, Fox|
Standing in rain,
lost in pain.
Just being here
Full of fear.
Saying myself it‘s okay,
to be feeling this way.
But inside my mind
I know that‘s not right.
But I can’t cause a change.
It‘s just out of my range.
And that‘s why I‘m standing here
lost in my fear.
far from perfect.
Just a mess,
with no self-respect.
and I‘m tired.
Whatever this feeling is called...
My hope has expired.
I‘m (always) sad.
And that makes me mad.
Why do I write?
Well I am obviously not a good writer. I often lack words to tell people how I feel. Writing simply helps me to make it clear to myself.
It gives me a chance to write my worries out but also to reflect my thoughts and actions to myself.
So even though I am not a good writer, I am happy to have a place I can share my thoughts at in a rather creative way.
I also loved to wrote letters cause it feels far more personal than a quick social media message.
A letter needs time, self reflection and thoughts to keep it to the topic.
I would never want to stop writing, but it is the first time that I share my thoughts with public.
I hope my writing won‘t be to bad.
Sometimes I feel like I annoy the world.
Like my words should never be heard.
Like noone will care.
So why do I even dare?
Dare to share what’s on my mind.
I just wanna leave all worries behind.
How can I tell you what’s in my head?
so much is unsaid.
I fear what you may think.
That all will change within a blink.
I could never stand to lose you.
But it seems like I will do.
When all my thoughts break free,
I just want to flee.
I don’t understand my mind.
You have always been kind.
But I feel like I annoy you and the world.
Like my words should never been heard.
So I leave it unsaid,
And struggle instead.
Is it just me or is a camera the most unreal thing possible?
If you look at analog photography with not even batteries or a program compared to digital:
We capture a moment in all its detail with a click.
A moment that our brain can not even fully picture in the amount of time that the “click” needs. Sure cameras work for digital and mechanic reasons.
But just what it does- isn’t it strange...
Life won‘t stop,
Even when you drop.
To the ground and drown,
Losing your crown.
Weakening your heart,
till you may fall apart.
Aiming for your soul
Till its out of control.
Fighter or not,
Hope is all we got.
Wishing for a change
Getting out of our cage.
That was meant to protect
but leaves no room to redirect.
Redirect to a happier mind
leaving all worries behind.
So that we find ourselves again
laughing every now and then.
Being happy life won‘t stop
With no fear to drop.
Without fear to drown
when claiming back your crown.
-Remember that Life always brightens up again, even when you are in a dark place now. The night is always followed by the day.