#overloaded - Hello Poetry

I'm Hot. Why am I here, thoughts elude me. Sound engulfs me, Sight is a blur. Tears stream down my cheeks It's too much. I leave, back-turned. I'm Cold. Emptiness fills me. Desire fights reason. To little I go again, Around me, things focus_ My senses roar to life I join, my mind floods. it's unfamiliar. I'm Warm.

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Dec 15, 2024

Dec 15, 2024 at 8:03 PM UTC

meokyou

Overwhelmed

I'm Hot. Why am I here, thoughts elude me. Sound engulfs me, Sight is a blur. Tears stream down my cheeks It's too much. I leave, back-turned. I'm Cold. Emptiness fills me. Desire fights reason. To little I go again, Around me, things focus_ My senses roar to life I join, my mind floods. it's unfamiliar. I'm Warm.

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Were I a Starfleet Captain I would be unfit for duty, but this is no Federation of Planets. This is a moment in time and barely anything at all, yet it is everything. Carrying a weight on my back of a small crew, I lack the mental fortitude to take care of their carrier. The cacophonous cocktail stirring within my ribs is barely tolerable. In fact, It is not tolerable. Adorned in a gown of ripped tissues, the waves come like tsunamis. Somehow throughout my turmoil I have to remain focused and continue forward. Every step is heavier than the last and I often am unsure how I will see the sun set. If I'll make it there alive or as some hollow shell with a faux optimism.

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Feb 21, 2019

Feb 21, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC

AlainaPoetry

Emotionally Compromised

Were I a Starfleet Captain I would be unfit for duty, but this is no Federation of Planets. This is a moment in time and barely anything at all, yet it is everything. Carrying a weight on my back of a small crew, I lack the mental fortitude to take care of their carrier. The cacophonous cocktail stirring within my ribs is barely tolerable. In fact, It is not tolerable. Adorned in a gown of ripped tissues, the waves come like tsunamis. Somehow throughout my turmoil I have to remain focused and continue forward. Every step is heavier than the last and I often am unsure how I will see the sun set. If I'll make it there alive or as some hollow shell with a faux optimism.

10

I tried to read and understand, Concepts and rules, plain and bland. I laughed and fell out of my chair, Delirious and in despair! Simple insanity is grand...

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Aug 6, 2017

Aug 6, 2017 at 10:19 PM UTC

PoemsByCed

"Limits"

I tried to read and understand, Concepts and rules, plain and bland. I laughed and fell out of my chair, Delirious and in despair! Simple insanity is grand...

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