Another Day

Hi.
You are actually a pretty good poet.
I know it’s hard to find a sense in life, especially when you’re compelled to look at yourself from the viewpoint of depression. It’s difficult to cope with the own insignificance in the face of space (universe) and time, but I promise you you’re important to the people around you.
Some people just can’t help making things complicated for themselves (such as you and me), and those are the people most needed in society: The ones who observe carefully, understand and won’t leave you alone.
This poem says so much about our place in the universe, human finitude and depression.
Best Wishes,
-R.