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I've become accustomed to it "Oh the pain, THE AGONY" I repeat to myself trying to make things seem, well, better. But I'm only making it worse Wasting time saying phrases in hope that stress will magically leave my body forever Belittling my feelings, thoughts, and emotions Why do I continue? Continue to continue Repeatedly putting myself in worrisome situations, knowing the outcome, but constantly trying to avoid the reality of it all You would think that if I were driving on a road, noticing a hazard, I would swerve. But not me What do I do? Constantly continue to put myself in situations I know will be hard And yet, I have become accustomed to this feeling of stress, tension , and an overwhelming conscience But somehow, whenever it strikes, it feels as though it's the first time I've been affected.
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
overwhelmed
I've become accustomed to it "Oh the pain, THE AGONY" I repeat to myself trying to make things seem, well, better. But I'm only making it worse Wasting time saying phrases in hope that stress will magically leave my body forever Belittling my feelings, thoughts, and emotions Why do I continue? Continue to continue Repeatedly putting myself in worrisome situations, knowing the outcome, but constantly trying to avoid the reality of it all You would think that if I were driving on a road, noticing a hazard, I would swerve. But not me What do I do? Constantly continue to put myself in situations I know will be hard And yet, I have become accustomed to this feeling of stress, tension , and an overwhelming conscience But somehow, whenever it strikes, it feels as though it's the first time I've been affected.
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
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