Theres things im not yet ready to tell,
Haunting me like a spell.
Things you just wouldnt understand,
Make me feel so darn damned.
If I told you I would stutter,
My mouth, would feel like rubber.
I'd start to talk,
Then i would just drop.
If you read this and wonder,
Under the thunder,
What im talking about, and who im talking to,
Thats the issue,
You will never know,
So go,
Its no use,
I'll just find and excuse,
Put my neck in a noose,
Well thats news.
Please come soon
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kenz it sounds like a problem so pls tell me what that is
No realy itz nothing, Just a meaningless poem
oh so thats the excuse!?!??!!?
pls tell me NOW
because...I CARE
Nah! Its the truth. Meaninglessness
noo
Yes complete trueness, Its meaninglessnessly meaningless ok?
ok
Yep
I might understand, you never know! lol.
Hmm I doubt it Orchidee, Thanks for the comment though.
The words have come from the head so something is on the mind, hope it sorts itself out.
Yeah, thank you
You are very welcome
Trauma can gag us and bind the brain as well. Sad but when the brain is overwhelmed with emotion and too much information to process it shuts down like a breaker in an electrical system to prevent a burn out. Happy New Year and may the overload be fixed
Yes, thank you Soren, and you have a happy new year as well
Great write
Thanks
You're welcome
A very emotional poem,😧
great flow and rhyme!!
Things will work
out for you I know,
all in good time!!🙏
Thanks for sharing poetess!
Best wishes 🍀 🤗🌹 Thad
Thank you so much Thad
You underestimate yourself Your message is clear and well spoken. Nice work.
Thank you Dan
It's so so hard to speak...to tell someone about it... This is truly beautiful, and you'll find your voice, even if its just via poem
Yeah hopefully, thank you NinjaGirl
of course!
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