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I thought I would text you
 About the people who troubled you,
 About the girl who called twice and texted
Just to gloat, made you feel rejected. I thought I would text you
 About how you are so much more
 Than what they tell you or, 
how they make you feel. I thought I would text you "You are so far above— 
Your brilliance in surplus." But I got lost. 
In my own thoughts,
 In my own insufficiency. There was a violent pause.
 I closed my eyes. And 
all I remember is—I got lost. In my own calculations,
 of how I fall short
 In everything I try. 
I don’t try enough. 
I never stretch my hands 
For the stars or the sun. I gritted my teeth;
 Like ice, I got frozen .
I tried to list my reasons,
 make a report—
 But I felt smaller than an ant,
 And I got lost. I nail my feet to the ground,
 Afraid to think of the sky.
 I don’t know how much
 Of my fear is truth, How much a lie. I was thinking about trying to save you. With my words and small things I could do
But then I got lost—
 in how everyone 
reaches higher heights,
While I just seem to be falling down. Step by step 
Thud, thud, thud. Silence.
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Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 2:55 AM UTC
I am sorry I did not text
I thought I would text you
 About the people who troubled you,
 About the girl who called twice and texted
Just to gloat, made you feel rejected. I thought I would text you
 About how you are so much more
 Than what they tell you or, 
how they make you feel. I thought I would text you "You are so far above— 
Your brilliance in surplus." But I got lost. 
In my own thoughts,
 In my own insufficiency. There was a violent pause.
 I closed my eyes. And 
all I remember is—I got lost. In my own calculations,
 of how I fall short
 In everything I try. 
I don’t try enough. 
I never stretch my hands 
For the stars or the sun. I gritted my teeth;
 Like ice, I got frozen .
I tried to list my reasons,
 make a report—
 But I felt smaller than an ant,
 And I got lost. I nail my feet to the ground,
 Afraid to think of the sky.
 I don’t know how much
 Of my fear is truth, How much a lie. I was thinking about trying to save you. With my words and small things I could do
But then I got lost—
 in how everyone 
reaches higher heights,
While I just seem to be falling down. Step by step 
Thud, thud, thud. Silence.
Thought abt trying to cheer up my sister but i got lost in my own feelings of insufficiency and self loathing
the_good_witch
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Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 2:55 AM UTC
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