Memoirs of a mental breakdown
I thought--no, I didn't think.
Do I ever?
"Quoth the Raven--Nevermore,"
and yet
words are curious
there are so many
I never thought I could breathe
if nothing happened, nothing would happen
if I breathed, everything would change
I dislike change
I prefer solid things
things with substance
the same books, over and over
the same movies, over and over
the same rules, over and over
these made sense
and yet
they didn't
they disappeared underneath my fingertips and flew
I tried to catch them but I breathed too deep and they were gone
do they live in my lungs?
are they in my blood?
I might like that
it wouldn't be too bad to breathe
and inhale words with every breath and thoughts
bouncing around in my flesh
I think--I would like to scream
to yell out all the words in my body
to spread them out, out, out.
but i don't
WHY
i can't
WHY
stop it hurts to think
NO
i need to breathe but if i do i will release
all of the words that are trapped inside of me
and they will be free
and i will be alone
About this poem
This poem talks about losing control and what I feels like.
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Written on September 20, 2023
Submitted by gloriousinsanity on September 20, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,013 |
Words | 217 |
Stanzas | 17 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 1, 3, 3, 3, 6, 4 |
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