Control

Shanelle Harris

‘As the nights get longer everything starts to set in. I would say the good and the bad but then I would be lying.

A lot of bad weeps through. My inner thoughts become overwhelmed as I’m trying to control my emotions on the outside. I am no longer in control at this point. My mind, my heart, my emotions, my soul; I’m lost on the inside.

Everything’s at a lost estate. Im no longer me. Im not alive. I can’t break this barrier. That thought frightens me. As my thoughts race through scenes of possibilities they become blocked by fear. It’s always a scary ending in my head. I can’t see the light.’

I want more positivity in my life,  these negative feelings are consuming me; mentally and physically. Eventually, that’ll be all that’s left of me.

This isn’t what I want in life. I fight, I survive. I’m gonna make things right, fuck this barrier give me a flashlight.

I’m climbing out of this cave, I’m choosing a different path because I’m the only one who can change my ways.

  • Author: Shanelle Marie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2021 19:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: When you have too many thoughts going through your head and you can’t focus on one at a time.
  • Category: Reflection
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