#normal poems on Hello Poetry

Lee Jul 2019

They stand at their designations inputting the mindless dribble while their fires die out.

The words flow to letters.

The letters flow to lines.

The lines flow to numbers.

The numbers flow to nothing

The endless cycle repeats for the norm till their just drones of numbers and nothing.

Their nothingness becomes a count for change on paper and virtual.

This is the life of just another statistic.

#statistic #life #work #normal #lost #agony

Allyssa Jun 2019

I Can't Sleep

I feel inadequate,
To say the least.
I mostly feel mad about it,
It's like taming a beast.
I haven't written my jittery thoughts down,
I haven't been able to feel the dark creeping again,
But I feel it now.
I feel every bit of cold,
I feel every bit of sadness,
All I want to feel is fire.
Fire upon any desire,
Other than this.
Other than the plague of my existence on every warm night,
On every sunny day.
I'm like the ******* highway during rush hour between holidays,
A struggle to maintain this facade of normality.

I don't sleep during the summer.

#sleep #fire #normal #strange #alone #cold #help #summer #night #dark

Empire May 2019

Normal

There’s this odd lingering thought
I’ve been swirling around in my head
That I have no idea how I am
I don’t know if I’m doing well
How would I?
I’ve been sick with this affliction
As long as I can remember
Is there such thing as a “normal” person?
What is it like to be sane?
To not fear your own mind?
To not be tortured by your thoughts?
What’s it like to want to get out of bed?
Or to not have to numb yourself to function?
I suppose I’m doing well
I smile often
As long as others are around
I’m doing well at school
When I can make myself do the work
My job is great
When I can get myself there on time
So I don’t know
Is that normal?

#normal #mental #health #illness #anxiety #depression #recovery

AW May 2019

Me

There's one thing that bothers me my entire life, it's not you or anyone else, but me
I feel so powerless, helpless and weak, even though that is what I should seek.
I can't contain this damage any longer, it has to fade and I want others to see that those problems are eating on me.

But who should I tell about myself, I am like a forgotten book in a shelf.
There's no one gonna take me out, untouched and dusty.
I wish I could erase these pages which hurt me the most, because these negative ones are the host.
I am a garden full of dead flowers thirsty for water but all they get are my salty tears, they're drowning together with my fears.

I cannot sleep at night cause I am alone and inside myself ignites a fight.
Why can I not be like everyone else, happy and living without disgrace.
I am depressed, stressed and I can confess that I don't ever felt blessed.
I don't believe in god, someone else or even me.
I've lost myself years ago and with it my dignity.

#sad #depressed #mood #thinking #reality #status #community #life #normal #problems

Lost in my Head May 2019

Normal

Imagine if I was normal
With normal thoughts and normal feelings
In a normal family in a normal house

But why be normal
Because if I were normal

…

I wouldn't have you

**** why does everything I touch have to go to ****

#normal #memories #you #love #family #loss #house #feelings

Indigo May 2019

Just Be Normal

“Be yourself,”
But then they tell me to change.
“Be unique,”
But then they frown down on all my differences.
“Don’t conform,”
But then they force me to follow their standards.
“Always love yourself,”
But then they call me narcissist and arrogant.
“Be kind,”
But then they tell me to stop being fake.
“Just relax,”
But then they call me lazy.
“Work harder,”
But then they call me too uptight.
“Money can’t buy happiness,”
But then they laugh at me for not being rich.
“Weight doesn’t matter,”
But then they tell me I’m not skinny enough.
“Enjoy being young while you can,”
But then they tell me to grow up.
“It’s okay to be sad,”
But then they tell me other people have it worse.
“Do what you love,”
But then they tell me I’ll never be successful.
“You’ll be okay,”
But then they leave me for someone else.
“It will get better,”
But then they tell me that I’m being overdramatic.
“Be yourself,”
But I no longer know who that is.

This is my most popular poem yet. I hope y'all like it. Or love it:)

#depression #normal #society