#worried
I worry about you sometimes
I worry when I hear the wind chimes
I worry you're sitting there, cutting those lines
I worry that you lie when you tell me you're fine
You don't feel great always
I understand, it's one of those days
When you're sour, and in a daze
How just yesterday you were in a craze
I hate how I compare myself to you
I hate how you only ever feel blue
I hate how you want to go all the way through
I hate how you call them only a few
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:31 PM UTC
I sent that letter in the mail
Its just three words
I like you
But it feels like a death sentence
What if I don't get a letter back
Get ghosted forever
Never see you again
And suddenly your married
Three kids
A husband with a steady job
A dog named jack
My ears start to ring
Its been two weeks still no reply
I lay on the floor in my room
Banging my head against the wall
Everyday I run to the mailbox
Practically dying
But every time its empty
Until it wasn't
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 11:06 PM UTC
I’ve been carrying this fear quietly,
tucking it between smiles and “I’m fine,”
but it’s been sitting in my chest
every time I look at you
and think about how much I could lose.
I know you say you love me.
I know you show it—
in the way you stay,
the way you look at me like I matter,
like I’m not hard to love.
I believe you.
I really do.
But I’m scared anyway.
My past still knocks when I don’t answer.
My ex still lingers like a shadow
I never invited,
and outside of school
my life feels messy and loud—
parents, arguments, expectations
that weigh more than they should.
I worry you’ll look at all of that
and decide it’s too much.
That I’m too much.
I’ve loved you since the start of sophomore year,
back when it was just hope and wishing,
when loving you was quiet and one-sided
and still felt worth it.
Now it’s junior year,
and somehow I’m here—
the luckiest girl alive
because you finally chose me.
That’s why I’m scared to mess this up.
Not because I doubt us,
but because I care so **** much.
If you ever leave,
it won’t just hurt—
it’ll break me in a way
only someone I truly love could.
I’m not saying that to trap you,
or to make you stay.
I’m saying it because you deserve to know
how real this is to me.
I love you—
with all the fear,
all the hope,
and all the pieces of my heart
that trusted you enough
to finally let you in.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 9:41 AM UTC
i stare at the text you sent.
do i worry?
do i cry?
do i ghost everyone?
do i get mad?
or do i just..
sit here?
frozen in my seat,
eyes glued to my screen,
not a word spoken.
i ended up sitting there
frozen,
staring,
stuck in a moment,
for a good couple minutes before
i had to reply in a way
where i didnt seem insanely
worried
about you.
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 8:18 PM UTC
Something wicked this way comes
As we get older
Our pain grows bolder
Issues become more acute
Life’s problems are resolute
Something wicked this way comes
Over the next two days
My husband and I will be
put through the medical maze
Option one; Surgery for me,
Cancer treatment for him if we’re able
These are the worst case options on the table
Something wicked this way comes
Both of us maneuvered the cancer scare
A conversation with God, prepare
everything happens in stages
Also, the emotional saga rages
Something wicked this week comes
Monday it Begins
Hubby’s Dr Ears Nose and Throat
Will take a gander at the.a lump in his mouth
He’s had Cancer there before, life went south
Something wicked this way comes
Tuesday it’s my turn
Evaluation, for chronic cervical stenosis
In both cases, the unknown is the prognosis
My brilliant surgeon has the worst halitosis
Something wicked this way comes
Over the next two days we’ll learn our fate
Is this destiny‘s date?
Is there an arbitrary number of illnesses
Assigned to each of us
trials and tribulation,Don’t make a fuss
The only thing I can do is give it to the Lord
His words are my sword
Something wicked this way comes
The air is thick, hard to see clear
Whatever is looming, it’s coming near
You can; plead, promise beg and wish
if wishes were fishes
We’ll all go swimming
The only term I have
It is what it is
All the worry in the world
won’t change it
Inspired songs
1) remember when 2003
By Alan Jackson
2) live like you were dying 2004
By Tim McGraw
3) don’t worry be happy 1988
By Bobby McFerrin
4) what a wonderful world 1967
By Louis Armstrong
BLT word of the day challenge
November 2 arbitrary
Arbitrary describes something that is not planned or chosen for a particular reason, is not based on reason or evidence, or is done without concern for what is fair or right.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 10:34 PM UTC
You Lied to me once,
you Lied to me twice
You lied for the third time!!!
now, you are on thin ice.
I believed your lies,
I hung on your stories,
they are not adding up,
now, all I see is fury.
You better change your fibs,
If I were you, I'd be worried,
about to give you the boot,
and I'll do it in a hurry,
I am tired of the betrayal,
I won't sniffle nor cry,
It's time to kick you to the curb,
COS, OF ALL OF YOUR LIES!!!
B.R.
Date: 7/31/2025
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 12:02 PM UTC
i have all these strong emotions
they swirl around inside me
i shove them down
and put a cork in the bottle
the bottle that doesn't open
it's easier to ignore the anxiety
than deal with the difficult emotion
but the bottle can't hold anymore
of this feeling
the bottle is shaking and exploding open
the feelings are rushing back at me
i'm holding in the tears
my stomach is churning like
the emotional turmoil
i'm so worried
I can't do this anymore
it's all crashing down on me
the emotions rain down on me
like the glass shards from the bottle
the anxiety shoots through my veins
making my hands tremble
and my heart ache
and my mind spin
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 1:08 PM UTC
We lived in different cities,
we were two worlds apart.
Each night I knew,
we felt less lonelier,
when we looked up,
at the moon and the stars.
Now we live in the same house.
Trying to make it a home.
Yet I get the feeling,
That we’re not on our own.
And it’s not the stars,
that are watching us now.
There are these shadows,
they seem to linger around.
I have the strangest gut instinct that your being distant.
And as the phrase “Distance makes the heart grow fonder” would have been enough to hold back any of my worries or woes.
Yet my mind has began wonder,
And I think to myself:
What happens when that feeling goes?
Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 4:23 PM UTC
So, within the crowds of people and chaos,
It was your face that I vaguely remember.
I think it was in Winter or around December,
If I Recollect correctly, it was probably November.
You were walking through the Crowds, so tall and so lean,
A crafted work of art, so unreal as it might seem.
It was so noisy, that I was lost in my own thoughts.
The expression on your face, was worried and distraught.
I remember it like it was just yesterday
I was wondering if your are Okay?
you seemed to be troubled by something
you just went on your Merry Way!!
To this Day I remember,
how you made an expression on me.
I just wished I could have known what was wrong
You are nothing but a Faded memory
B.R.
Date: Unknown
Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 9:40 PM UTC
Ouch, A pinch brought me out of where I was
Where was I, who was I, i suddenly felt the urge to sigh
Ooooff, it was my birthday, I was turning 18, another rating, said my friends who were also anticipating
Was I alright?, Miss Chad looked at me in fright
I don't know, Just started looking at classic **** a little to deep
I suddenly knew what to throw away and what to keep
Some birthday gifts just weirdly started spelling the word "creep"
Am I but another lost person or lost sheep
Nauseous, I thought I was sick
I turned on the TV and started calling Rick and Morty, Morty and Rick
It amounted to no time that my homies started seeing signs of the ick
From chilling with the mandem to playing the ladies's pick a *****
Now I'm at a refute to leave
I'm no longer able to play "lots to take, less to give"
Wait, I now have my own taxes and bills
The money I have at my disposal, gives me the chills
Hold on, wait, is this truly maturity
This isn't what my friends told me I should be expecting
Well, it's happened, and at least, I know it can be handled
***** maturity, ***** grown-ups, alas, they are still boats you have to paddle!!!!!
Oct 18, 2024
Oct 18, 2024 at 4:41 PM UTC
A lost grip,
Another familiar slip
Running parallel with a predictable confidence dip
Regardless of every other absorbed hit
No one's record is perfect
It was bound to become evident
Taking a toll
Beginning to show
Worried life will dole out more trouble than one should be expected to tow
Stashed in the back of a mind is the knowledge it's possible
Work to avoid the void of a logic loophole that feeds the unreasonable
While acknowledging life cares so very little
About a big ol' white flag run up a pole
©2024
Apr 18, 2024
Apr 18, 2024 at 2:26 PM UTC
It was like only yesterday
you were able to hold me
but sadly now I am just a grown
teen, not a baby
It's a very scary feeling when u know
the biggest support could just disappear
and without you knowing
I can't stop thinking about it all
What if you are gone now I didn't get to say
goodbye let alone see me get married
NOO! grandkids no family I wish so much you
could be around but this feel this thing, I think
Are time maybe be up
It's just enough I can handle all this
bad new could the lord stop this pain inside
Cause it's hurting to now the out
come, with zero power to
Stop it, cause I just feel worthless
Sep 28, 2021
Sep 28, 2021 at 3:00 PM UTC
Only time will tell they say,
but when you're living in the moment...
time seems like forever, a forever eternity that you been waiting
and longing for, for the most half past hours.
The clock ticks away and you're still in dismay, hoping for that hour to come quicker.
Minds racing, heart is thumping, i want the answer NOW.
You tell me every night you have gone to sleep and that you're sorry about how tired you were....
but now your mother tells me to send fourth a message whether i' am talking to you tonight?
Does this mean you've gone out without a say,
if so then you just cast me a stray.
This cannot go on forever.
Jul 25, 2021
Jul 25, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC
I feel like I'm the only one
who really cares
about the pandemic.
I feel like I'm the only one
who is scared
to infect someone I love.
I feel like I'm the only one
who sees
that a storming is coming.
I feel like I'm the only one.
Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 3:13 AM UTC
I fear the bridge of my heart would collapse and live me lifeless,
I fear I might be dead at heart and not feel your touch,
I wish your touch would last for a lifetime,
Again, I fear your smell diminishes when you leave,
I fear I may not want to hold you close because I am dead at heart.
Is this how my life would end?
A lone bridge with rough edges, where paths cross with stagnant water.
I fear for the darkness in my heart.
May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 12:14 PM UTC
Prove to me that love still exists
Show me that I'm worthy for love
Let me hold you and tell you stories
Share me your most passionate dream
Convince me that you're worth the wait
Please don't let my heart continue to break
My mind is full of anxiety and frustration
I promise my heart that this is different
Let me know that I'm not making a mistake
For all I ever wanted was to be with you
Going down this lonely road with you by my side
I hope you see the love I have for you, deep inside
These lonely nights, they get so old and restless
Drinking cheap whiskey, to chase away the pain
Peeling back old memories, that refuse to go away
Holding out for a little bit longer, to be with you
Feelings so strong, they will never let go
If you only knew, how much I love you so
Trying to move on, finding someone new
I've tried over a dozen times, I lost count
But when I see them all flop on their ***
I find myself coming back to you, nobody else
There's something I cannot describe
You keep me in check and help me get by
There are nights when I can't sleep, I think of you
Thoughts race through my mind, like a wild fire
I cannot get over you, it's just too **** strong
Please help me understand what I'm feeling
I'm just feeling so guilty, what I'm doing is wrong
For all I want in life, more than anything, is to love you
Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 12:24 PM UTC
I'm finally ready to go,
But there is a fear that I won't let show.
I'm so scared I'm going to fall into the same dark,
I'm still forced to relive the past with every single mark.
What if I'm not actually ready to be okay?
What if everything goes great until people don't stay?
Why do I have so many fears about this day?
I keep saying I'm ready but is that really the way?
People tell me the fears are only in my head,
But I still have the biggest fear of being dead.
It's true I've worked hard and I seem new,
But yet there is something that still draws me to you.
I always thought if I could smile I was over you,
But I smile and the pain stays too.
If you say you're okay enough I'm sure it'll work,
But the demons will always stay around and lurk.
So yea I'm ready to leave, let's see how this will go,
Hopefully all of my emotions will begin to show.
I really do want this to be different so please help me,
I just want to be happy and be set free.
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 3:18 PM UTC
is something I wish someone would have said when I was falling through the depths of hell and my spirit was being burned over and over again and my voice was eroding while they cast my pain aside and took my power away so they could feel comfortable. they forced me to stuff the feelings deep within my heart and look perfect for the pictures so they could feel comfortable. they kept pushing me more and more, even though every cell in my body was joining forces to keep me from falling apart, so they could be comfortable. my body and mind were wrung out and tattered, and I thought the only way out was to do it myself. i would have given anything for them to say "I'm worried about her" and actually DO something about it. but they wouldn't have been comfortable with that, would they?
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 12:56 AM UTC
He looked around
is it my socks? They are lost but found.
Is it my room? It is the place where I hold my ground.
Is it my dog? He's everything but a hound.
For there was a rotten smell,
Oh, it is growing from the left where the hearts dwell!
He looked inside
Is it the unforgiven mistakes? He stayed sorry and, he cried.
Is it love? He waits resolutely till, denied.
Is it the vices, envy, distrust & their kin? He fights them till they hide.
As the stench got closer.
Oh, somehow it broke and, the clots give out the odour.
He took it in his hands,
the fragile thing came off, like drool from the glands
trying to mend the dark-pink, swift and, soft like mink
he should be delicate while it expands
and don't stretch too much of its worn-out bands
there's nothing but to try till he stands.
Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 11:19 AM UTC