Things are splendid. Things are grand! It often feels as though the whole wide world is in my hand. I’m so grateful. My future’s bright. Every cheerful, smiling face I see just sparkles with delight.

It always comes and goes like this til something finally goes amiss. And then a trickle of despair creeps in, gets tangled in my hair. No matter how good things get, I’m always smothered by regret. Before you know it, I’m the saddest girl alive. 

Never let them know it.

I just wish that I knew why.

 

How am I doing? I’m doing swell! Things are stellar, getting better— just as far as I can tell. Life is perfect. Life’s a peach. Every farfetched dream I’ve ever had is dangling within reach. 

It always comes and goes like this til something finally goes amiss. And then the paralytic pain bursts in to rain on my parade. No matter how sincere my heart, my efforts crack then fall apart. Before you know it, I’m the saddest girl alive. 

Better outgrow it. 

I just wish I could know why. 

 

Oh, the joy! What a pleasure! All the goodness I’ve received is far too bountiful to measure. What is this? Lo and behold! Whatever my ten fingers graze turns into solid gold!

It always comes and goes like this til something finally goes amiss. And then my mind begins to flood, defiling hopes with clumps of mud. No matter where I go to flee, despondency always finds me. Before you know it, I’m the saddest girl alive.

Be tough, don’t blow it.

I just wish you’d tell me why.

 

I’m far too lucky. I have it all. I’m invincible, spectacular! I’m nearly ten feet tall! Let’s make a toast. Let’s sing a song. This astounding life is bulletproof. Whatever could go wrong?

It always comes and goes like this til something finally goes amiss. And then I realize again I’m all alone without a friend. No matter all the tears I shed, the drought still comes; my joy is dead. Before you know it, I’m the saddest girl alive. 

Don’t you dare show it.

Won’t someone please just tell my why.


 

I’ve been missing in (in)action for the last two weeks or so. For this, I am most apologetic. It was my intent to resume my posts with something far more humorous. Unfortunately, I couldn’t quite find the inspiration to write. Inspiration found me today under far gloomier circumstances, but hey, it got me writing again!
Historically speaking, I’ve always been far more creative (not to mention happiest with my art) while feeling withdrawn. It seems as though a good number of the world’s finest artists, writers and other creatives have been prone to a stroke of melancholy every now and again. I’m hardly in the same league as them, but I find myself in good company nonetheless.
I thought writing would help me snap out of whatever foggy state of mind I currently find myself in, but… not quite. Meh. This too shall pass. I’m still smiling at least. Do I really mean to look so cheerful? That’s for me to know 🙂
Do you have a favored activity you turn to when you’re feeling down in the dumps? Do any other creatives also enjoy their work better when they are in an energetic or emotional slump? I’d love to find out what helps put a smile back on your face, so please feel free to share down below. 
If you enjoyed this little blurb, I’d greatly appreciate you giving it a like or sharing it with someone you think would also enjoy it.
Also, don’t forget to follow this blog for more stories and ramblings! Ciao for now! ❤

 

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Written by nellsinaeternum

Just a girl lost in a daydream who is trying her best to color inside of the lines like everyone else, but is finding the act of smearing watercolor outside of the lines much, much more enjoyable.

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