life is a series of give,
and a series of take.
today felt like a payment;
one I didn't want to make.
my sanity was holding
to just a narrow thread,
then someone came and cut it;
and the pieces of me are shred.
it was something simple,
it didn't mean much;
but the implications hurt,
making me embarrassed and such.
I burned with a fiery anger,
my mouth was spewing flame,
but when I stopped to consider,
was this person truly to blame?
then came the thoughts;
the old wretched take.
I realized I was sad;
that's a difficult revelation to make.
why, I dare ask,
why do I feel like this?
then again my thoughts wandered;
away went my bliss.
I am sad because I am afraid,
afraid I'm not mild.
that I'm too much this and that:
too much wild.
I am sad because I never want to be,
all they say I am.
I want to be my own person;
I want their words to be a sham.
I am afraid of choosing wrong;
of not thinking things through.
I am afraid of getting it right,
but hurting those I knew.
but mostly I am terrified,
terrified that little me,
will always be too much for someone,
and I'll be alone in this infinite sea.
perhaps tomorrow I'll wake up,
or sunday or so,
and not feel this way;
not be so low.
but for tonight it's alright,
to acknowledge these feelings.
because life is a give and take,
and with no hurt there's no healings.
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Take a Deep Breath: A Collection of Poetry and Short Stories
PoetryFrom a young age, I have wanted to become a writer. I used to be a good writer, I wrote everyday about anything I could dream of, and of the things that haunted my dreams. Then life got busy. School, a job, hanging out with friends and being a fianc...
