What to do?
Stuck on my pride
Mind telling me go,
Heart telling me no.
What to say?
I never leave,
I always stay;
Yet like the clouds
You rolled away
The moment a storm came.
In the simplest of words:
I'm hurt.
At you,
But mostly at me.
Here I go again
Becoming at hypocrite
Going against my own promises.
But who do I go to?
When the problems
Seem to flow like lava.
I despise having others
See me red nosed,
Bloodshot eyes,
Unruly hair,
Flushed cheeks,
Mouth contorted
Gasping for breath.
I lean on poetry
To ease my suffering
Leaving a mark of what happen
A reminder for myself
Not going into detail
Just enough to remember.
And here I go again
Asking:
What to do?
What to say?
Should I try?
Is this it?
I have no answers.
Only more questions.
The problem with me
Is that I'm an overthinker.
So I toast!
To all my problems
That don't seem to have a solution
But this is the conclusion
For me.
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The Unexpected
PoetryA collection of poems about my life, my feelings, my thoughts, basically about me. It's the things I don't ever speak of but write down instead. Warning: some poems may trigger you so read at caution A/N: They're not the best since I just write them...
