08/08/23 2:42 AM

Sometimes the feeling is mild, like a gentle rain. Other times it's more intense, like a raging storm. But no matter how it manifests, it always leaves me feeling empty and alone.

I've tried to talk to people about how I'm feeling, but it's hard to put into words. They just don't seem to understand. They tell me to cheer up or that I have nothing to be sad about. But they don't know what it's like to feel this way.

I've tried to find ways to cope with this feeling. But nothing seems to work for very long. The river always finds its way back.

I'm starting to think that this feeling is just a part of me now. It's something that I'll have to live with for the rest of my life. But I'm not giving up hope. I know that there's a way to find peace, even with this river flowing through my mind.

I think the river represents the pain and suffering that we all experience in life. It's a reminder that we're all connected, and that we're all going through something. But it's also a reminder that we're not alone. We all have the strength to overcome this river, and to find peace on the other side.

I'm not sure when or how I'll find peace, but I'm not giving up hope. I know that it's out there, somewhere. And I'm going to keep searching until I find it.

Until then, I'll keep swimming.