#sluggish - Hello Poetry

Good Ideas— Good ideas. I lost the plot for today. Scattering my brain because of demands. A people pleaser, it seems like— Filling their commands with every good wish left in this world. Even mentally gone, there’s still so much to be said. Exhausted. Yet in need of execution. Intentions foggy to many, but metaphysical to me. I could remember it tomorrow— but I will not follow suit. Not a computer so it’s all selective memory. This emotion is pure, and I can’t let it burn like the thought in my head. So I thread on whatever is left and make it work. Good Ideas— Good Ideas.

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Jul 29, 2025

Jul 29, 2025 at 10:28 PM UTC

joel-k

Metaphysical Thoughts

Good Ideas— Good ideas. I lost the plot for today. Scattering my brain because of demands. A people pleaser, it seems like— Filling their commands with every good wish left in this world. Even mentally gone, there’s still so much to be said. Exhausted. Yet in need of execution. Intentions foggy to many, but metaphysical to me. I could remember it tomorrow— but I will not follow suit. Not a computer so it’s all selective memory. This emotion is pure, and I can’t let it burn like the thought in my head. So I thread on whatever is left and make it work. Good Ideas— Good Ideas.

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I have the urge to start over to throw everything away. tell me why some days it's impossible to get dressed, to get out of bed. tell me why I want to throw my phone in the ocean to delete social media. tell me why my best friend isn't home yet it's been over a year. Tell me why my life feels so put together yet so far away

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Sep 24, 2019

Sep 24, 2019 at 10:55 PM UTC

zanesmithhh

tell me why

I have the urge to start over to throw everything away. tell me why some days it's impossible to get dressed, to get out of bed. tell me why I want to throw my phone in the ocean to delete social media. tell me why my best friend isn't home yet it's been over a year. Tell me why my life feels so put together yet so far away

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Writer’s block has hit me once again. Ideas fallen through, glass half empty, metaphors worthless, rhymes are hopeless. Every word written has been erased. A blank mind continues at this pace. Sluggish reading, unbelieving, downward progress, I’m voiceless.

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Jun 18, 2015

Jun 18, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC

gita-devi

Writer's Block

Writer’s block has hit me once again. Ideas fallen through, glass half empty, metaphors worthless, rhymes are hopeless. Every word written has been erased. A blank mind continues at this pace. Sluggish reading, unbelieving, downward progress, I’m voiceless.

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