dark waters of mine
i always thought what was similar to the way i was. a storm, a forest, a meadow, a sea.. i always thought which one i was and never really had an answer to it. it made my job harder because it was hard to explain to people what was happening to you without giving them something they were familiar with so that it was easier for them to understand you. i always felt like it was a difficult job to understand me. and i was always sure no one wanted to tackle this difficult job since i could barely manage it myself. but if i had to choose one of the things above to tell you how my thoughts felt like, i would choose the sea. just like the sea, my thoughts and worries had no bounds, i could go on and on in my own head for hours. and just like the sea, my thoughts had moods. most times, they were calm and full of beautiful wonders. just like a sunny day’s sea, they felt warm, nice and familiar. on those days, it was nice to be with my own thoughts because i could navigate thr...