the people are crying
and i am too drained
to shed any tears
over the way
i feel my sanctuary crumbling
whatever
it'll be okay.
unless i sit silently mulling
over people
who hurt me
years ago
and i feel the repeats of
history
curling to my spine
and eating away at my brain
#Mulling (please analyzeee)
umbral hornet
weak knoll
Your poem shows a great deal of Emotional Exhaustion. The repetition of 'crying' and you being 'too drained' suggest a heavy emotional burden that you are carrying. The mention of your 'sanctuary crumbling' implies a sense of loss of a comforting space. This could be a metaphor for a personal refuge. Despite the challenges and the crumbling sanctuary, you write with a somewhat optimistic note with the line 'whatever, it'll be okay.' This could indicate a resilience to look beyond the current difficulties. The mention of people who 'hurt me years ago' suggests unresolved emotional wounds that continue to affect you. The lines about feeling the 'repeats of history' suggest a cyclical pattern, of some sort. The closing lines capture a tension between acceptance ('it'll be okay') and the distress caused by the repetition of history. This duality suggests a complex emotional state where you are trying to find equality amid internal and external turmoil. I hope your fine, friend