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#disorientated
___Flicker.                 Flicker.                               Flicker. nothing,                     — pulse,___           there’s a hum,                       a crack in the air                              ___splitting sound. Where am I?___        _The sky is_    _broken._                  Can't remember                               ___what it looked like.  Eyes?___              Are they mine?             ___Flickering too,___                       shaking with            ___electric pulse___                crackling through my teeth.   ___I feel it___           underneath my skin.   _Hands don’t             feel right,     touch doesn’t               make sense—_ ___skin is not skin.___             ___What was I?                           Who was I?             Laughter—___   _no, screaming?_           I—                         ___no, not me— I’m here.                     I’m here.___                           _I am._        The wires hum louder,                               closer,                            ___louder.___  I’m part of it,                a piece,                    like a thread   ___snapped___          _and rewound                 in the wrong place._   but it feels good,           doesn’t it?                  to belong,                              ___to dissolve,___                  _to feel this twist            in my mind._   I feel it—                      this weight.                      _It holds me._         ___I’m home.___
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Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 3:18 AM UTC
Wired
___Flicker.                 Flicker.                               Flicker. nothing,                     — pulse,___           there’s a hum,                       a crack in the air                              ___splitting sound. Where am I?___        _The sky is_    _broken._                  Can't remember                               ___what it looked like.  Eyes?___              Are they mine?             ___Flickering too,___                       shaking with            ___electric pulse___                crackling through my teeth.   ___I feel it___           underneath my skin.   _Hands don’t             feel right,     touch doesn’t               make sense—_ ___skin is not skin.___             ___What was I?                           Who was I?             Laughter—___   _no, screaming?_           I—                         ___no, not me— I’m here.                     I’m here.___                           _I am._        The wires hum louder,                               closer,                            ___louder.___  I’m part of it,                a piece,                    like a thread   ___snapped___          _and rewound                 in the wrong place._   but it feels good,           doesn’t it?                  to belong,                              ___to dissolve,___                  _to feel this twist            in my mind._   I feel it—                      this weight.                      _It holds me._         ___I’m home.___
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Working from home on my computer and taking phone calls from the public for a living My office had me rostered to do the phones in the morning from 9.30 onwards So I set my alarm clock for 10 to 9 to give me enough time to get up and get things ready, But that night, for some reason, that night I just could not get to sleep Wasn't that I was worried about anything, it's just sometimes I find it hard to sleep Well, I tossed and I turned, I tried everything..., I counted sheep,  tried to hypnotize myself, Finally I got up and made myself a large herbal tea sleep drink, used two tea bags double strength Even took a tablet afterwards and even then... I still couldn't sleep Finally... finally I do drop off but it's like I've only been sleeping like for two hours And then the **** alarm clock goes off And now it's morning and I really am tired and it's ****** freezing in my room And I'm lovely and warm and snug in my bed, So I say to my alarm clock "Aww give me another 5 minutes will ya!" (And I still don't know how to use the snooze function on my alarm clock) So I close my eyes and of course, in no time I've dropped off again And I get this dream... I dream I'm walking along this path And there's these three big guys walking in front of me It's like a father in the middle and his two big strapping sons either side of him, But their walking kinda slow whereas I'm walking fast So I pass them out and I say "hello" just as I'm passing, just to be friendly Then as I'm walking ahead of them I can hear them making these snide little comments about me behind my back 'Well that's not very nice' I think to myself Then the next thing I know, suddenly there's this big arm around my throat strangling me And I hear them saying "Let's **** this ****** And I'm thinking "What!!! What the **** these feckers their... their trying to **** me, what am I going to do!!! Then I think, "This is serious! My life is on the line here, It's **** or be killed, you gotta do something, you gotta fight back (Now I ain't no fighter)" So I'm there wriggling around, punching and kicking wildly, trying desperately to break free, fighting for my life apparently But what becomes evident pretty quickly is that these guys they don't appear to be very good fighters either 'Cos suddenly I find myself on top of the father guy And I've got both my hands around his throat and I'm choking, I'm strangling him now But of course, I've never killed anyone before So I don't know what the hell I'm doing I'm there thinking, how do you choke...how do you strangle someone I wonder am I doing this right, Ugh! It's not very nice, it's pretty gruesome, his face is going all red, he doesn't look too happy, does he ? And then I'm also wondering where's them other two feckers gone?" Then I think "I don't like this, maybe there's a better way... maybe I should... maybe I should kick him in the head instead, that might be quicker, that might be better, But then I think "Well that's not very nice either, kicking someone in the head, I wouldn't like someone kicking me in the head..." Anyway suddenly then I wake up out of all this craziness And I look at my clock and it's like 9.25 **** I say, "I'm supposed to be on the phones in 5 minutes!!! So I get up in my pyjamas, rush to my computer room, hurriedly put in all the plugs and switch all the switches on I know it's gonna take at least 7 or 8 minutes before the broadband/ WiFi comes on So I'm never gonna make 9.30 I switch on my computer and my work phone And put my pants on while I'm waiting for the WiFi When it comes on I gotta log in and put in the passwords and then open up all the programs So in all it's about 9.45 before I'm all set to go But then of course my phone rings rather ominously and it's my Boss on the other end of the line and he doesn't sound very pleased "Are you not on the phones!" he says, "the Phone Manager just rang me and said there's no one from our Unit manning the phones, you were rostered to be on the phones this morning" So I say to him, "Look!!! They were trying to **** me Man, there was three of them in it It was touch and go there for awhile, I mean what could I do, it was **** or be killed, I had to fight 'em!" "What are you talking about?", asks my Boss totally confused "Nightmares man!! I was having a nightmare,  They were trying to **** me so I had to try and **** them back, What was I gonna do I don't normally **** someone this early in the morning" (Then I added) "Lucky I don't have a partner or I'd be up for ****** Funny thing was the experience of fighting for my life in the dream It seemed to carry me through the whole morning, even the day I strangely didn't give a hoot about the phone calls coming in and what they might be asking me The job it just seemed completely unreal compared to the experience I'd just had fighting for my life in the dream And y'know it was good... so good to find that I was still alive... and back here again in the world.
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May 29, 2022
May 29, 2022 at 2:25 PM UTC
This crazy bizarre world I inhabit
Working from home on my computer and taking phone calls from the public for a living My office had me rostered to do the phones in the morning from 9.30 onwards So I set my alarm clock for 10 to 9 to give me enough time to get up and get things ready, But that night, for some reason, that night I just could not get to sleep Wasn't that I was worried about anything, it's just sometimes I find it hard to sleep Well, I tossed and I turned, I tried everything..., I counted sheep,  tried to hypnotize myself, Finally I got up and made myself a large herbal tea sleep drink, used two tea bags double strength Even took a tablet afterwards and even then... I still couldn't sleep Finally... finally I do drop off but it's like I've only been sleeping like for two hours And then the **** alarm clock goes off And now it's morning and I really am tired and it's ****** freezing in my room And I'm lovely and warm and snug in my bed, So I say to my alarm clock "Aww give me another 5 minutes will ya!" (And I still don't know how to use the snooze function on my alarm clock) So I close my eyes and of course, in no time I've dropped off again And I get this dream... I dream I'm walking along this path And there's these three big guys walking in front of me It's like a father in the middle and his two big strapping sons either side of him, But their walking kinda slow whereas I'm walking fast So I pass them out and I say "hello" just as I'm passing, just to be friendly Then as I'm walking ahead of them I can hear them making these snide little comments about me behind my back 'Well that's not very nice' I think to myself Then the next thing I know, suddenly there's this big arm around my throat strangling me And I hear them saying "Let's **** this ****** And I'm thinking "What!!! What the **** these feckers their... their trying to **** me, what am I going to do!!! Then I think, "This is serious! My life is on the line here, It's **** or be killed, you gotta do something, you gotta fight back (Now I ain't no fighter)" So I'm there wriggling around, punching and kicking wildly, trying desperately to break free, fighting for my life apparently But what becomes evident pretty quickly is that these guys they don't appear to be very good fighters either 'Cos suddenly I find myself on top of the father guy And I've got both my hands around his throat and I'm choking, I'm strangling him now But of course, I've never killed anyone before So I don't know what the hell I'm doing I'm there thinking, how do you choke...how do you strangle someone I wonder am I doing this right, Ugh! It's not very nice, it's pretty gruesome, his face is going all red, he doesn't look too happy, does he ? And then I'm also wondering where's them other two feckers gone?" Then I think "I don't like this, maybe there's a better way... maybe I should... maybe I should kick him in the head instead, that might be quicker, that might be better, But then I think "Well that's not very nice either, kicking someone in the head, I wouldn't like someone kicking me in the head..." Anyway suddenly then I wake up out of all this craziness And I look at my clock and it's like 9.25 **** I say, "I'm supposed to be on the phones in 5 minutes!!! So I get up in my pyjamas, rush to my computer room, hurriedly put in all the plugs and switch all the switches on I know it's gonna take at least 7 or 8 minutes before the broadband/ WiFi comes on So I'm never gonna make 9.30 I switch on my computer and my work phone And put my pants on while I'm waiting for the WiFi When it comes on I gotta log in and put in the passwords and then open up all the programs So in all it's about 9.45 before I'm all set to go But then of course my phone rings rather ominously and it's my Boss on the other end of the line and he doesn't sound very pleased "Are you not on the phones!" he says, "the Phone Manager just rang me and said there's no one from our Unit manning the phones, you were rostered to be on the phones this morning" So I say to him, "Look!!! They were trying to **** me Man, there was three of them in it It was touch and go there for awhile, I mean what could I do, it was **** or be killed, I had to fight 'em!" "What are you talking about?", asks my Boss totally confused "Nightmares man!! I was having a nightmare,  They were trying to **** me so I had to try and **** them back, What was I gonna do I don't normally **** someone this early in the morning" (Then I added) "Lucky I don't have a partner or I'd be up for ****** Funny thing was the experience of fighting for my life in the dream It seemed to carry me through the whole morning, even the day I strangely didn't give a hoot about the phone calls coming in and what they might be asking me The job it just seemed completely unreal compared to the experience I'd just had fighting for my life in the dream And y'know it was good... so good to find that I was still alive... and back here again in the world.
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Ive lost all motivation on loving you Being with you is tormenting You drag my soul made blue And you've made me hate loving Anger corrupts my heart As beautiful awakenings disintegrates You enabled my introvert Now depression reincarnates I'm so blue it has become evil No remorse can be tamed Everything seems vile It appears I am chained Loving you felt so euphoric Until you cursed it for fear Now I stand disorientated As everything is unclear
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Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 12:39 AM UTC
Strained