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What is the deal with boundaries
When it comes to the things we love,
Why is it inexhaustible and all-consuming-
how do we make it stop?
Do you have trouble setting boundaries with those you love because you are scared of upsetting them?
dailythoughts Jun 24
it's not tiring being happy
it's ******* tiring not being sad and bothered
I am.
I am a cold, crisp autumn field.
I am a plush scarf in the breeze,
I am omnipresent, and yet never near.
I am a crackling fire in a winter freeze.
I am crumbling, cold, and free.
I am encumbered by the slush and snow.
I am waiting toe-to-toe.
You have seen me,
slouched, burdened, fatigued by the stress of the day,
waiting in the back of the bus bay.
I am all, and I am more.
https://www.instagram.com/wutheringsbronte/
Girls are so kind, they're tend and warm,
Smelling like sweat and vanilla, and recent alcohol,
Perhaps I should fall for that side, rather than to the illusion behind liking guys;
Isabella Nov 2020
Self-loathing is tiring
But god, it’s inspiring
Anyone would be lying
To claim they weren’t trying
To work day by day
To mend their mistakes
To reshape their ways
The ill strive for change

The strive to improve
Or perhaps just to prove
The pain is the truth
The weaknesses too
With all the crying
The bleeding, the fighting
Self-loathing is tiring
But god, it’s inspiring
Caitlin Faykus Oct 2020
My recovery was like climbing a mountain
Hard
Tiring
But so worth it
Then I lost my footing
And fell
Now I'm laying at the bottom
All beaten up and broken
Too hurt and tired to start again
Dave Robertson Sep 2020
HR
Against the backdrop of a global catastrophe
witness us busying to fix the natural damage
heavily wrought
an endeavour in itself,
which ought to warrant respect
and the gift of time and patience

Our blood and sweat
a human resource
gladly spent to rebuild the detriment,
but not at any cost
not kamikaze squadrons
dashed upon the decks of a false progress

For each of us as batteries
are finite
and our spark will drain,
our light will die
unless the blinkered
see that trying is enough
for now

When foundations are rebuilt, safe
and feet feel steady
we will readily head skywards again
‪Ever felt so emotionally drained that you just... can’t?‬

‪• can’t cry, ‬
‪•can’t sleep, ‬
‪•can’t think, ‬
‪•can’t focus, ‬
‪•can nothing.‬



‪You simply

Can’t.‬
tanisha May 2020
Self destruction is soul obstruction
thinking a perfect building needs construction
turning negative thoughts into a institution
self loathing in every discussion
the funniest thing is,
there is no solution
Anton Dec 2019
I love Pain and the way it makes people feel,
I love how tender and mild it is at first,
I love how annoying it is sometimes,
I love how excruciating and unbearable it is other times,
I love how indescribable and profound it is, leaving us clueless,
I love how irritating and troublesome it can be,
I love how it brings us discomfort and agony,
I love how tormenting punishing it makes us most of the time,
I love how tiring it is yet also satisfying,
I love how piercing it is that it spreads into us physically and mentally,
I love how it's scary intermittent it can become,
I love how miserable and dreadful it makes one person,
after the very long sickening and exhausting feeling
it will always leave us
empty.
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