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Obsessively focused on black ink swimming from my pen Keep me floating in this storm When writing stops, this craft sinks into the frothing waves Poseiden's domain, beckoning. Compelled to cling, to coping that only works temporarily For this well now springs forward only from time spent held back Dammed up, concrete walls held strong, but defective This flood This Flood THIS FLOOD I flee, not fight, furtive failings of final flips into the film Thin membrane, now breached and spilling Oh god why can't I stop this? Oh god why can't YOU stop this? I am done. Despite dealing with doom, with despair How strong the maelstrom I now succumb to
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Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 4:58 PM UTC
The Life Raft
Obsessively focused on black ink swimming from my pen Keep me floating in this storm When writing stops, this craft sinks into the frothing waves Poseiden's domain, beckoning. Compelled to cling, to coping that only works temporarily For this well now springs forward only from time spent held back Dammed up, concrete walls held strong, but defective This flood This Flood THIS FLOOD I flee, not fight, furtive failings of final flips into the film Thin membrane, now breached and spilling Oh god why can't I stop this? Oh god why can't YOU stop this? I am done. Despite dealing with doom, with despair How strong the maelstrom I now succumb to
I started writing a bunch of stuff about the background of this poem, so heres the gist: it is about EMDR (go look it up), stuffed emotions, PTSD, and I was written on the verge of a panic attack, which escalated into a full blown attack upon completion of this poem.
#panic#ptsd#stuffing#emdr
thespaceman
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thespaceman
26/US
Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 4:58 PM UTC
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