THE MELANCHOLIC QUEEN.
I am doing it again. It feels like I’m at the beach having the best time; laughing, basking in the sun, letting the sweet smell of the sea envelope me, building castles made of sand, and suddenly, a tide comes and washes away the sand castles and I start crying, weeping, wailing like I lost a gem and not a mere sand castle. That is stupid right? Me acting like sand castles last forever.
These past weeks have been extremely trying; from health problems to scares to downward mobility. To make matters even worse is the ongoing pandemic. You can literally taste the tang of fear and panic in the atmosphere. The whole thing is overwhelming but people find it odd that I am not scared of death. The only thing is if this is the end of the age; let it go quickly, no need for the prolonged suffering.
I am trying to feel hope, the light at the end of the tunnel, a miracle maybe (if miracles are real), a 360 from this continuous dance with plagues and destruction. Joy is a bit much to ask for but I need something; a flash of ecstasy, because it definitely looks like the chaos gods are working overtime. I have had a lot of time to think and weigh all the options i have in terms of salvaging what is left of my precious sanity during this ”quarantine” period and trust me there isn’t much to do.
Technology has really helped because now you can literally connect with tons of people despite the whole social distancing bit. Reach out to your loved ones, make new online friends, learn a language (like i”m doing), play fun games, read books, sleep for long hours. Make the best out of this imposed (indefinite) vacation. I am here if you need a friend, send an email to [email protected]
Love & Light.
Leave a comment, how is self-isolation treating you?
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BONUS POEM : an appeasement gift for my long absence.
You had black eyes,
but your eyes mirrored your soul.
Hercules’s spawn,
lean muscles and formidable strength,
A king by day and a beast by night,
A deceiver; sweet, dangerous, loving.
I wish you were dead,
Rotten,
Forgotten,
snuffed out like a candle in the rain.
A devil, to never be seen again.
I like 🥺….especially the part about acting like sand castle are forever
Thanks Iyanu 💓
*castles 🤦♂️
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The pictures u used were so on point.. I love the way u said sand castles don’t last forever.. That really got me.
Awwww thanks baby girl💓
Wow, this is so deep… Good job dear👌
Thanks so much 💓💓💓
This is so good, you’re actually inspiring me!
I’m glad, thanks so much 💓
I’ll probably sound selfish and insensitive but I’m really liking this “Quarantine period”😩 Of course, I pray this virus passes over quick. But then I get to stay indoors! Without anybody stressing me about going out. Plus catch up on lost weeks of school work.
PS: It CANNOT be the end of age😂 I haven’t even started enjoying my life
Quarantine is going well for you then 💓🤩, okay it’s not the end of the age😂😂😂
Welcome Back ❤️
Thank you 💓
Wow ! Esther this piece is amazing , your illustrations and beautiful use of words almost had me in my feelings . Thanks so much for this .
Sending love and light from here también
Cuídate bonita
Wow thanks so much for this💓
My oh my this is actually deep but I soo much enjoyed it and your poem at the end 👌..I’m loving the quarantine though especially the good sleep but the eating frequently Jesus 😭 I don’t want to gain weight and exercising is stressful 🙈
Me too I can’t stop eating 😭😭😭, I’m glad you loved the post💓 Thank you