a shell of what once was
I search the ruins of what's left standing
an odd spectacle if you're in the audience
it feels staged 'cause he stuck the landing
I feel alone among the crowdiest
sunny days seem the cloudiest
crushed within - stretched from outward
turmoil brewing - masked with happy fest
in my mind's where I need a bullet vest
so intrusive - called me loser - turned me bitter - stole my zest
trapped my sunshine - climate changed
subtle difference - vaguely strange
tough to place it - routing pain
yet its real - manifested strain
micro doses won that race
washing brains - cycled pace
mostly dim - nightly daze
the struggles real y'all
don't tell me what I feel y'all
from a stumble I stood tall
realized I'm in mid-crawl
your perspective placed my fall
winter - spring - summer and all
fear myself - more and more
love dispatched - to love this patch of man who's broken down to his finale
layered strife - embedded in me
take a peek - if you will
caution tape - trigger warning
alarm bells - could be harming
it's that dark heavy feeling in my chest
fatigued sleeping from a long night's rest
its the smile at the forefront of a face
camouflaged - nothing left - not a trace
its the want to give and share a joy with others
then subdued - hurt - abused - hopes were covered
its the feeling - hasty needing - gaps and bridging
yet you're caged - full of rage - game for hunting
its the linger of a doom surely present
soul diffused from the love in my presence
mental health - show and tell - seek an outlet
scary feeling - chased by versions of ‘me’ demons
self-destruction - far too often - sought for comfort
for perspective: non-existence vs struggle
shortly after - loved ones - laughter - turned to sorrow - searching rubble
his bedside table started collecting dust today
seems highly fitting while he morphed back into clay
"he seemed so happy"..."he spoke so highly"...but none were there to hold this ‘He’ man calmly
to want but can't - hourglass sand
counts measured as its cramped
grains of emotions - mixed up into a potion
recycling an emptiness deeper than seven oceans
I buried it to get us safely landing through the war zone
but should've dealt with it assuming it behind me
The optimist within was slowly dying
between your sunny days and nights gone by me
its hard to see the light - perceive things brightly
I want to - I just can't - I'm just beside me
and asking you for help seems so unlikely
not seeking sympathy nor rivers cry me
some memories of joy are left inside me
like when we met - your eyes - heart felt
Geese bumped me - cupid had me scoped and aimed for target
oh joy why won't you come - not hide, but find me
you're waging wars on weary souls - your tolls result in more than William's robbing
such joy he spread throughout - yet hopelessly he'd act - and seek out his demise - believing his mind trappings
I wish that I could claim - I knew beyond the fame - how such a soul was wounded and befallen
might save my life - or one you love - so forward share - and post with care - establish joy - relinquish pain - I'm fine, appreciate you kindly
- Author: Theon Greyjoy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 12th, 2023 12:30
- Comment from author about the poem: A piece that helped me process some things I struggle with. I hope no one needs it...but its available should any do
- Category: Reflection
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