The Simple Act of Struggling

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Poem,

Intense pleasure sought out breathlessly

Wanton hedonism fits the bill

Another day another fix

New ways to enjoy life and luxury

Today is a party

Tomorrow is an after thought

Only thing that matters is the now

Breathing new people and chemicals in daily

Every new experience blossoming an urge

Here and now never truly lasts when tomorrow comes

After your fix your contentment wanes

People aren't enough anymore nothing is enough

Potential is squandered on cheap tricks

Youthful exuberance wears off like a drug



Poem"

Tears and a couch

Is all I have left

Barren white walls

They make me recall

The outline you made in my life

Now only faint lines

Fainter memories bare witness

To our intimate times

They summon tears of yester year

As I wish for yesterday

At the expense of tomorrows

And todays



Poem;

Internal words bring internal bleeding

Applying pressure to the mentality

Mashing up preconceived notions of what's healthy

Now it's a race to find what normal feels the best

Or is it a futile attempt to label behavior as normal

To feel better about the trauma and doubts

Soaring over the pain and insecurity like a bird

Too bad there is a hunter with a shotgun at every corner

Ready to ground you deep in reality

Overwhelmed with the sheer number of obstacles

New feelings are squashed by larger old feelings

Growing is hard to do when you have so many emotional weeds

Energy is depleted each day to just coast the rest of the day

Nightmares plague sleep until sleep in no longer an escape

Only time will tell is said but never believed

Ugly faces stare back in the mirror until they shatter

Getting better is a fantasy now an illusory miracle

Hell sounds like heaven if it means feeling something



Poem'

When did I start Wasting away

Hurting is a very Human thing to do

Anxiously blink DaYs into memories

Today is only an After image of what yesterday wants to be

A fantasy which Mangles your mind into a morose membrane

Mastering your Inner self means growing into something that can be tamed

Isolating better Halves instead of indulging in full reflection

Dotting out all Eyesores until your blemishes speak out in ravenous hunger

Outraged that Retribution is not attained by reconciliation

Ingest toxicity Exacerbating not your tolerance but your reaction

Never satiated but craving nothing

Gone are the things that can satisfy within



Poem?

Drowning in air

Each gulp prolongs the suffering

The oxygen keeps my body feeling the pain

The façade of numbness is gone

Just raw flesh and emotion

Stimulated by all

Each word rips, every glance shreds

My mind breaks like window glass

I find solace in nothing

Like a man hiding behind a pebble

All is exposed, I am exposed

The very fabric of my existence

Tears apart and is sewed back together by a donkey

I am nothing

But everything that can fit in a bread box

You feel emotion

I feel the universe tugging at my loins

Begging me to impregnate it

With gallant offspring

To fight space mermaids

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