#stateofmind
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, what is worse than shame? HUMILIATION:\
rumors fly up in the high
in the above in my ears in my skies
get my squirms of death into the rays of the red dies
and the humiliate in the tides
shed the tears in silence I fear they collide
with looks of disgust and shame they rise upon my eyes
just like an equivalence of the delves of the deep
from them of a cut to dig drips and swallow grief
arise arose arosen awake awoke awoken
trap me unnoticed and leave me broken in the heart swollen
fed on lies unspoken surrounding in the field
am I a prisoner in hell or even better in Tolkien???
I craved and carved the woods into a shade of a pink that I need
till you put the greed and stole in brief with no feels
want me dead then demand I alive to up come
burning and whipping regrets of the twos with the fives
if I not to remember wrong
counting stars and fleeing out just all in an empty round about
------ravenfeels
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 4:00 PM UTC
It’s a mask to put over my head.
It’s the alcohol consumed to numb the mind.
It’s acting as if I’m okay because nobody cares.
Letting go of everything that I need to keep me going is gone,
Everything I did for myself slipped down the drain.
I worked so hard.
I fought for so long.
I tried for everything.
Why am I still the let down,
Even when I communicate.
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 2:29 PM UTC
The future depends on our state of mind
Be grateful and leave the past behind.
Tell the judge what he is ought to hear
Make it clear that we humans are born to be free.
Words Of Harfouchism
Aug 30, 2020
Aug 30, 2020 at 1:15 PM UTC
I feel the pain inside my brain
Deeper than the sea
Lager than the sky
Wilder than the forest
I feel the pain, it makes me insane
We are nothing but broken ones
Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
Hello, old Self
I know you
When the dullness of your ache
Fell away from you
Like an opened cotton curtain
Letting in the light
And your misery
Fizzled out
In the busy dizziness
Dazzling,
Blinding,
Bright...
You slipped away;
(Maybe like me
At a people-peppered party
When the echo
of my own obliging cheer
Grows hollow in my weary ears
And it comes quick and clear
You know?
—no one will really care
Who chatters, or in what chair
Exchange my face
For any stranger there
They wouldn’t know
To
Miss
Me
...)
What am I for?
You were not made
To walk
Without a wound
Your new surroundings
Puzzled you
And so you smiled
And slyly slipped
Secretly
To the side
I did not see you
For such a long long time...
Hello, old Self
Now that you arrived
With your silent ache
And the stony set
Of your flinty face,
I miss you
Backwards
For all the lost days
You were me once
I would know you
Anywhere...
Your scars
Are still the same
Come in and sit
We will be quiet
And we will hurt
Together
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 3:44 PM UTC
A perplexing voice calls out to me
white light burned into my eyes
shadows of dread and sorrow
a moment's dazzling disguise
my heart plummets once more
disheartening screams of silence
the rise of consternation
a battle I will not win
the walls of my head fall apart
my brain exposed
fleeting feelings of panic and dismay
swirling inside
A voice is needed
to guide and soothe me
for I fear if it does not appear
I shall break again
Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 10:09 PM UTC
Can you dare to lose peace?
Only question
I have to ask
Nahh !
Then
How can I?
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 7:19 AM UTC
I don't write with words.
I write with feelings.
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 2:31 PM UTC
Maybe you will find me in the pondering state of mind
Maybe you won't find me in the right state of mind
Maybe you won't find me at all
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 11:02 PM UTC
The definition is:
A condition or quality of being sad.
It's more than that,
It is...
well--- how do I put this?
It's a way we express our displeasure with something sadly.
Sadness is an emotion, an expression, a state of mind.
Sadness its weakness...
but also,
Strength.
Sadness is a state where we feel sad and express how sad we feel.
Some of us express sadness by, crying, hiding, and being quiet.
But sadly some of us cut, burn, mutilate, and starve ourselves.
Sadness is good and bad.
Sadness is something I give off as I write this poem.
Realizing what I have done and what I will do.
I strive though to change.
Sadness is something,
Good and bad,
Sadness is something that is seen as,
Strong and weak,
Sadness is seen,
as a state of mind and thought
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
When you are working on that really important history project, before you can even begin, there is always that one person who asks: "So how much is this worth? How much will this count towards our mark?"
Ugh. Welcome to the Bauer state of mind everybody!
All that matters in life is how successful you are. And as long as your average is a constant 100%, you do not need to worry about anything else.
What a life huh?
These people are the perfect people for office job life. Nothing but numbers, no life, no soul.
Nothing else matters to them.
And singling these people out in high school is the saddest thing, and the most hilarious thing I've done.
Because these people brag at 100% and cry at 99%.
Wait, what?!
How can you not be satisfied with anything less than overdoing it?
I mean, you go on and live your life.
But I'll stay here with a more than satisfactory 85%.
I can work with that.
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC
nothing speaks
like silence
the build up
of emotion
how it sets you
in a state
of deep thought
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC