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AM I THE PROBLEM?

like a car crash,

explosions fill

my head

 

emotional wreckage—

thoughts tangled

in dread

 

am i the problem?

or are they

projecting

instead?

 

i let go

of the wheel

 

just to

feel something—

 

go off the rails,

’cause sanity

feels surreal.

 

am i the problem?

or just

trapped in

my head?

 

because dealing

with this

 

is harder

than i ever

imagined.

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Written by
joshua-phelps
33 / M / English
Published
Jun 13, 2025
Lines·Words
26·61
Notes

inspired by Story of the Year’s “Take the Ride,”

this poem unpacks the moments when self-reflection spirals into self-blame.

it’s about losing control—mentally, emotionally—and wondering if the crash was your fault...

or if you were set up to break.

for anyone who's ever asked, "is it me?"

this one's for you.

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#mentalhealthpoetry#punkpoetry#storyoftheyearinspired#anxiety#selfreflection#emotionalspiral#traumaresponse#amitheproblem#poetryforhealing#rawemotion
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