Broken
The world is hurting. The world is sick and so many people on it too. I know I need to look past it and heal myself but it is getting so damn difficult when it is being rubbed in your face time and time again. Me too, I am hurting and broken and need to heal.
I am still trying to do everything alone. I have reached out to others in the past, even for just to talk and air my thoughts but there’s just no one really who gets me except sometimes for a few bits and pieces. I wonder if I ever going to get that home feeling ever again.
In the dream I had tonight, people were killing their loved ones while surrounded by fires and animals starving to death because they have nothing to eat. The water in the world was contaminated everywhere and people were still fighting over money, arguing over whose fault it is or simply just dying. I was trying to talk sense into them, feed the animals and clean the water.
Then I looked down at my hands because they were hurting. I had squeezed a glass of water that I was holding so hard that it broke in my hands and blood was dripping out of the fresh cuts.
That’s when I woke up with the feeling that I simply can not do enough.
Edit: and I Just now know why I had that dream….and all these panic attacks last night.. ouch.. not going to explain…
