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Here we go rollercoaster, when I thought you were steady. Steady now, really steady. You panicked me, you know. Instant, reflexive, self blame. Steady up, steady. Our children need you and they need me more when you’re gone. Steady, I’ll be steady. I measure my progress: receive your news; panic. Process and move forward. Steady, actually steady.
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May 14, 2024
May 14, 2024 at 4:50 AM UTC
Steady
Let me be free from your emotional highjackery. From your manipulation of my life's situation. Playing hostage -- is the price of your stability the loss of my positivity? This is a game of important odds. Our girls are not the prize but the precious treasure to protect. Get yourself together there can be no losers.
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Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 8:17 PM UTC
Emotional highjackery
What is this stress making my belly churn my skin’s itchiness, my pulse race? Could it be from the financial separation, kids, career, general obligation? New starter to train, bookweek costume, book balancing, bithday cake? Oh wait, I see— I can do these things, all of these things, with a smile and a grin. It’s you, ex man (child) of mine looking lost that unravels me too easily.
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Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:13 AM UTC
The cause
Why is it that your happiness seems inversely proportional to mine? Why is it that your happiness seems, perversely, disproportional to mine? But when we were together, your lack of happiness consumed all of mine.
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Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 7:26 AM UTC
Disproportional