I don’t truly understand emotions
even if I play it off
like I do
How they come like a wave
Crash against the sand
Then pull back
Everything
that was pushed
Sucking all the energy back in
Just to crash back out
Your aggression outwardly expressed
Yet you say
Nothing is wrong
Is it you haven’t figured out
The issue?
Or do you have
Some sort of blockage
And cannot see your emotions?
Sorry wants to escape my lips
But I can’t be sorry
For something I cannot understand
For something I know
I didn’t do
I cannot understand how I have wronged you
If you yourself do not admit
Your angry emotions
Are these feelings invalid?
Mitigative Speech
Mitigative Speech: a less severe, serious, or painful expression of thoughts and feelings by articulate sounds
Wednesday, June 30, 2021
For the first time
I came for the first time
While I was pulled up on him
I was touching myself
While I was pulled up on him
I was touching myself
He wasn’t touching me,
Probably didn’t know how, honestly.
it made me feel hollow after
An overwhelming emptiness that
Made my mouth dry
my lips crack
My breath quiet
My stomach churn
It was so hollow I felt dirty
And cheap
A jar with no pennies
I became A hollow tree
caused by my mind
Being emptied
at that moment
And I wonder if this is all that everyone wants
But I don’t want it at all
Friday, December 6, 2019
#AnxietyFeelsLike
you're floating
out in space.
you look around and
your stomach constantly
churns.
you feel like you're
falling, like
in a dream,
except it's real.
suddenly,
the air is being pulled from your body.
suddenly, you feel like you might
die.
#DepressionFeelsLike
nothing.
when you're in
an episode, you feel
absolutely nothing
for long periods
of time. you think it's
normal, but
the nothingness
lingers, pressing
on your chest.
eventually, it makes
you think that
life itself
is nothing.
it is meaningless,
pointless.
Saturday, January 19, 2019
Anxiety
I have anxiety
I can feel it
Pulsing through my veins
Like a poison
Flowing through the bloodstream
Radiating through my limbs
Sourcing from my stomach
Though,
It’s not needles and pins
Pinching at my core
It’s more heart beating
Under my extremities
Heat around my throat
Closing in
This anxiety
Hiding behind my eyes
Penetrates the pages with words
To others, Meaningless words
To me, defining my infinity
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Image of a Woman
Imagine a woman
Who walks with pride
Head held high
With secrets in her ears
And words in her mouth
She speaks with confidence
As if nothing was by her side
Who could hinder her thoughts
Or feelings
Imagine a woman
Who isn’t blinded by
What others think or feel
Shining brighter than those
Petty feelings
Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t chatter about the clutter
But creates compromises
Helping others
Being selfless
Imagine a woman
Shapeless and divine
Who doesn’t need others
To grow into a diverse human being
Imagine a woman
Who communicates with words
Using them like magic
To manipulate others
To bring chaos to her world
Subconsciously
Yet with purpose
Imagine a woman
Who holds so many secrets
If she was cut open
They would spill out
They would stare at you
Embarrassing
Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t understand death
And tries to defeat it
Using words
Imagine a woman
So powerful
She dances with death
Into existence
Through words
Imagine a woman
Who is so angry
She destroys death
Imagine a woman
Who is so sad
She buries death
With her
Who walks with pride
Head held high
With secrets in her ears
And words in her mouth
She speaks with confidence
As if nothing was by her side
Who could hinder her thoughts
Or feelings
Imagine a woman
Who isn’t blinded by
What others think or feel
Shining brighter than those
Petty feelings
Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t chatter about the clutter
But creates compromises
Helping others
Being selfless
Imagine a woman
Shapeless and divine
Who doesn’t need others
To grow into a diverse human being
Imagine a woman
Who communicates with words
Using them like magic
To manipulate others
To bring chaos to her world
Subconsciously
Yet with purpose
Imagine a woman
Who holds so many secrets
If she was cut open
They would spill out
They would stare at you
Embarrassing
Imagine a woman
Who doesn’t understand death
And tries to defeat it
Using words
Imagine a woman
So powerful
She dances with death
Into existence
Through words
Imagine a woman
Who is so angry
She destroys death
Imagine a woman
Who is so sad
She buries death
With her
Sunday, March 11, 2018
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