I've Realized
PiPolar 1988 (Arizona)
I realized that I NEVER want to feel like that ever again.
I realized that we are far to wise to act, think, feel, and be so unwise.
I realized that we have encountered so many highs and lows, that to react and live out lows purposely is unacceptable and a disgrace.
I realized that our standards are far to high to bring another person, place, or thing so low.
I realized that we've played the victim for far too long to ever go back to living that way.
I realized that nothing is worth ever feeling that way ever again. Nothing.
I realized that those feelings are no longer welcome in my world. They've taken up enough space and time.
I realized that it is an embarrassment to keep any relationship that brings these type of feelings in or around me.
I realized that there is no growth in feeling these ways any longer.
I realized that I mean no harm to anyone or anything, yet I am treated like a monster who's intentions are to harm.
I realized that life is far too giving and precious to treat with anything less than the most highest actions, thoughts, and feelings.
I realized that far too much is projected unto me and I'm exhausted with being what I am not.
I realized that I spend too much time explaining my heart.
I realized that it is disrespectful to ourselves and life itself to act, feel, think, and be in this space.
I realized that this is where love died purposely to find itself everytime, but it no longer serves it or anyone.
I realized that there is no way that you don't feel the same as I do to some degree.
-PiPolar π 2023 ©
Mystic Krystal
(Krystal Ann Baker)
About this poem
Many hours, days, weeks, months, and years busted forth from me and the message was clear.
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Written on February 08, 2023
Submitted by iampi31488 on February 16, 2023
Modified on March 14, 2023
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Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 3 |
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