Fight or Flight

suicidekitten

  

Fight or flight

It’s the feeling of asking for help

Falling silent in the night

 

Do you see me?

I am fighting

Knowing if I stopped it would free me

 

Yet, here I stand asking for help

It’s falling or deaf ears that cannot understand

Using all my strength I give a final yelp

 

“Get a hobby! Try exercise”

Translation is save yourself

And If I can’t They will chastise

 

But I’ve grown weak

And I was born broken

Scolded for the toxic coping because it’s meek

 

I am tired

But I can’t sleep

Even still I leave them on read

no one can help someone in this deep

 

Though I didn’t come in to the world alone

That is how I will leave

My hearts turned to stone

 

The fight is over soon the flight will begin

In their seats

They all discuss my mortal sin

Asking themselves why

As they say their final good bye

 

 

 

  • Author: suicidekitten (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2019 02:02
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 73
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Comments4

  • Goldfinch60

    Very emotive write but if you keep writing those feelings will son turn into joy the wonder of your new future.

    Welcome to MPS.

  • Clara

    You are not alone. Turn to the pen whenever your feelings become to overwhelming. You express yourself well.

  • FredPeyer

    A sad poem, but I see power in it, the power to overcome. Keep on writing!

  • Evergreen

    Fight or flight mode. I connected this with my anxiety and I understand your pain. I really enjoyed this write. Can’t wait to read more.



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