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#paralyzing
A brain like mine, the brain of an addict, can justify anything Drumming up excuses that defy reasoning Connecting dots with miles of red string Coming to conclusions that are baffling "The problem was this here faulty Icarus wing" "Setting me up for failure back when I was seventeen" Not the fact of the constant nosediving Bracing for impact, the anticipations paralyzing It was easier to hide it in the begining Can't hide it now, so let's call it ageing The lack of a fatal crash is a bit puzzling No complaining It's just surprising Kinda thought I'd be death defying 'Till I became stuck in the sky flying high, Ignoring every warning Didn't think it possible to hit the ground running But now I'm panicking I didn't plan for a second half, that fact is terrifying Far scarier than any thought of dying I wish I was lying ©2024
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Apr 5, 2024
Apr 5, 2024 at 5:50 PM UTC
~•§•~ If I'm Lyin' I'm Dyin' ~•§•~
The mind and heart switch roles           For reasons to stay untold                                Silently screaming chest                     Racing and quivering head       Thoughts whip light speed modest Body barely leaves its bed           Unhappy for nothing                Motivated for nothing                     Paralyzing deadlocks,                   Anxiety's Paradoxes
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
The Paradoxes of Anxiety
Could I write to **** out the poison that paralyzes me?
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Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
Poison
Him: "I'm afraid. Afraid of rejection." And this is what I told him: "Then you're just subjecting yourself to something that has little or no value. Rejection is nothing but a notion. A norm. Just a word. But we are afraid of it because we give it power. Power to scare us witless. We become fools. Afraid of our own illusions. Only we can break it. Break the illusion, break the fear, break the norm, break rejection."
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 4:40 AM UTC
Conversation: Fear
The sky bleeds into my hair Sunset leaks into my eyes In this moment I look changed He asked me to stay in this Moment with so many words Where my hair is more gold My eyes are caramel not black And my smile shines bright But I let the sun slip down past The horizon because I was Afraid so he left for his future While I stayed drowning in Our past now I don't want to let It slip away this time, into the snow...
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
Colors Change When You Wait Too Long To Pick Up The Paintprush