Least Read Poems About Denial
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Yeah It's Over (So Here I Go)
Fast Rant]
I'm tired of the way you act
as if the world is slowing down
but you're still flying through the air
at faster than the speed of sound
if you can't hear the things I say
then maybe you should sit with me
so we can talk about all this
and why it is that I'll be leaving you
[chorus]
yeah it's over
and you should know
if you were sober
well, I'd still go
yeah it's over
and it goes to show
I'm no push-over
ugh!
so here I go
[regular]
I'm giving us another chance
I hope...
I'm tired of the way you act
as if the world is slowing down
but you're still flying through the air
at faster than the speed of sound
if you can't hear the things I say
then maybe you should sit with me
so we can talk about all this
and why it is that I'll be leaving you
[chorus]
yeah it's over
and you should know
if you were sober
well, I'd still go
yeah it's over
and it goes to show
I'm no push-over
ugh!
so here I go
[regular]
I'm giving us another chance
I hope...
#relationships
#breakup
#addiction #denial
#addiction #denial
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After Life
One night I was awoken
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
Face to face
A paralyzing dream state
Many voices were spoken
Whispers beyond my space
Deftly wails escape their gate
Halo’s and horns
Wings and tails
Sorrowful mourns
Jubilated sails
Dead of night I float
Too traumatized to move
Crushing sensations birth my throat
A perfect demise sews its groove
No longer asleep
No longer awake
I spy the Shepard of my sheep
Amidst the great Serpent’s wake
My eyes play dead
They roll behind their curtain
Immoral haunted feelings spread ...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial
#bittersweet
#fear
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towards a thaw
Towards the thaw
As the days of spring are here, I should be happy having made it through the winter. The April breeze brings regret, remembering what had been pushed aside, no, I was no mother’s favorite son
Recalling every detail, overthinking every word said, reacting with angry silence as a defense to hurts felt as a betrayal. No, I was not a sweet boy happily playing in a backyard with a toy
The spring breeze also tells me of an ending, my doctor’s remark of scaring bathers with dark blue blotches on my white body, it is like the process of death has begun when...
As the days of spring are here, I should be happy having made it through the winter. The April breeze brings regret, remembering what had been pushed aside, no, I was no mother’s favorite son
Recalling every detail, overthinking every word said, reacting with angry silence as a defense to hurts felt as a betrayal. No, I was not a sweet boy happily playing in a backyard with a toy
The spring breeze also tells me of an ending, my doctor’s remark of scaring bathers with dark blue blotches on my white body, it is like the process of death has begun when...
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet #denial
#bittersweet #denial
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the lonely heart
The lonely heart
This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms
words have been spoken over and over again
what more is there to say
other than platitudes
When sex died, our love died too
The only thing we have in common
is the fear of being alone
At night, I sneak into her bedroom
to see if she is still breathing
when I'm half awake
I know she is checking up on me
We need each other as never before
can one say this is a kind of love
This loneliness is eating me up
we are miserable in different rooms
words have been spoken over and over again
what more is there to say
other than platitudes
When sex died, our love died too
The only thing we have in common
is the fear of being alone
At night, I sneak into her bedroom
to see if she is still breathing
when I'm half awake
I know she is checking up on me
We need each other as never before
can one say this is a kind of love
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #despair
#denial #despair
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