Peace of Mind

Poem by ink

This burden invades my peace of mind and persecutes any ideas I may find

 

So I sit in solace. Thoughtless. Hoping for an unlikely sign 

 

Days and months can even go by but it's clear; hope doesn't live on this side

 

Frustrations begin to build deep inside with no one to confide

 

The inability to know from wrong and right truly infects the mind 

 

While these frequent lies eat at me like sinners delight until nothing resides and I'm completely numb inside

 

Now I stand with thoughts full of spite for this burden continues to interrupt my peace of mind

  • Author: Poem by ink (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 9th, 2021 23:32
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Comments3

  • Goldfinch60

    May that peace of mind come back and all will be well.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    may I humbly suggest, giving up: trying to find that peace of mind,
    likeliness that even if you find it you can maintain it for any length of time seems highly unlikely - to me,
    maybe better, to look for avenues of 'healthy' coping methods for the struggles you're facing, even if they end-up being merely momentary temporary distractions - you'll find they can offer some relief,
    if you then find the resolve to sustain and repeatedly seek-out various forms of such avenues to help relieve your anxieties (however temporary or seemingly miniscule their yield - initially), soon you may find them adding-up and offering a more concrete path to sustainable pillars of solace,
    maybe worth a try?
    or maybe I'm just adding - on, to that noise of 'toxic positivity' you yearn to evade - to insure your continued dwelling within misery's grasps is not disrupted and you're back: staring at that hollowness of solitude's abyss you fear the most,
    in which case: I apologise for adding to your troubles dear Poet, trust in yourself above all else, you are equipped with the necessary tools to overcome your obstacles, just choose to survive one day to the next and see if you can glean what available tether to a 'better' within that future of possibility, only existence can guarantee!

  • Doggerel Dave

    I'd vote for you L.B. (I think) Far too much fatalistic introspection, not just here but on MPS generally.
    If those poets need answers and right now are unable to get out there and experience the world, then the vast literature within the Social Sciences ( in particular Sociology and Psychology) may have something to offer for starters.
    Dave



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