The Routine

Hello everyone!

It has been a while since I posted some original content and I haven’t been around lately so I would like to apologize for not replying to your comments. The last few days were… routine and depression. I haven’t been myself for the last few days, i think it has been more than a week. I am just at that place in life where I am stuck. I know that many people my age who start to work and enter “adulthood” experience this issue, but I just feel like my job and some life choices are taking its toll on me.

I have a bachelor’s, I have a certificate in Digital marketing and I am not working in either of my two areas. I am not working on a job where I can use and practice my Spanish and Italian and I am also not in any area of Digital Marketing. Wherever I send my CV, the reply is that I do not have enough work experience. I am obviously not going to gain any either.

Currently, I am just trying my best to asses and change my mindset because it’s not a good one. So there you have it. I am always trying to be open abut struggles I go through because I know someone out there is going through the same thing and I don’t want them to feel alone. We are in this together!

Sending love and positive vibes,
Luna

Guest Post information

This blog is expanding really fast, new followers are coming on board every single day and I’m thrilled! Our little community is not that little anymore! I went back to posting much more of my work to the blog because I had this period where I personally didn’t post that much and now it’s time for your lovely submissions to come in!

Since new bloggers who join us have questions about guest posts and don’t feel like digging through the blog to find all of the previous posts here are the three ways you can guest post on Luna. I will probably repeat this post after every 200-400 new followers just to keep everyone up to speed.

So our beloved POETRY BAR – here you send your poetry works to poetrybar1@gmail.com together with a few words about yourself and a link to your blog and an Instagram account if you have one since The Poetry Bar does and we post your works there also. Check it out here:  https://www.instagram.com/the.poetrybar/

Our second guest post category is #savingme project – here you can share your stories about any type of abuse you’ve experienced. The email is savingmestory@gmail.com. The project was made to let abuse victims know they are not alone. If you don’t want to share your whole story, you can share how you got out, some advice to people going through this hell currently. It’s a safe place and your story can be published completely anonymously. Also, you can see that I post about my own experience with domestic abuse and not only my story but my thoughts, mechanisms that helped me overcome it etc.

Can’t wait to see what you send!

Sending love and positive vibes,
Luna

Poem #255

Put the windows down
let the night air pierce my lungs.
On this highway I want to get lost tonight.
I don’t want to be found.

Why would I want to be found
in a world that tells nothing but lies?
Sells empty promises, fills out heads with
ideas about prosperity when outside
the window we see people dying on the street.

When will it end, when will we have peace?
When will we stop and think: What the fuck
have we done here?

I hear voices in my head, they keep
telling me to stop. Who am I to become
somebody, to make myself worth being alive?
It’s like everywhere I turn it’s a dead end street, so
I’ll just get lost on this highway within me.

 

P.S. This was actually one of the first works on my blog under the name Lost on the highway but I just thought it would be nice to repost it for you guys. 

Poem #240

And so we decide it’s better to be alone
than to be hurt.
After years of experience we believe
it’s best to kill what makes us human
than to let it kill us.
So we fight during the day and surrender
to regret during the night because fear
never filled empty spaces, it just made
them larger.

Poem #239

Can’t you see it’s still me behind this mask.
I thought you would see through this version of me.
Just believe there are good intentions behind this.
I know that the road to hell is paved with good intentions
but I am paving my road back to me. Can’t you hear
these tired steps that I am taking?