im not good at anything creative i so wish i was, painting, writing, poetry, etc. to express how i feel, i hope it is ok to post a poem i partially wrote with chatGPT to explain how i feel.
In the silent spaces where shadows entwine,
A tale unfolds of a life, a complex design.
Separation anxiety, a relentless tide,
Pulling the heart, where emotions hide.
Anxiety, a storm within the mind,
A tempest of worry, relentless, unkind.
Tangled thoughts, a chaotic ballet,
In the theatre of the anxious, night and day.
Depression's weight, a burden profound,
A heavy cloak in which the soul is bound.
Darkness descends, a perpetual night,
Swallowing joy, leaving only a plight.
Agoraphobia, a prisoner of one's own space,
A life confined, a solitary embrace.
Walls closing in, like a tightening noose,
The outside world, a distant recluse.
In the tapestry of existence, a threadbare seam,
A life wasted, like a forgotten dream.
Moments slipped away in a sea of despair,
Lost opportunities, suspended in air.
Yet within the ruins, a glimmer may spark,
A chance for redemption, a journey to embark.
Through the pain and the struggles, a path may be traced,
A life reclaimed, not entirely erased.
For in the depths of darkness, resilience may grow,
Like a fragile flower in the shadows below.
The wasted years, a canvas to repaint,
A chance to rebuild, to reinstate.
So let this poem be a whisper of hope,
A lifeline extended, a way to cope.
In the symphony of sorrow, let a new note be played,
A resilient melody, for a life not entirely frayed.
