DoN't ToUch mE
A rhyming poem
There's this thing
underneath her skin,
waiting like a coiled spring -
explosive like a firing pin
Increasing in rage,
ramping up in pressure,
cracking through her ribcage -
a torrential zephyr
Don't misplace her smile
for a calm, demure facade;
hidden in the lines is an active hostile
one that should be taken to a firing squad
A beast of passion and desire
forced to hide
to survive the wildfire -
temptation like a flood tide
So, try to be discerning -
one move, and she's on a killing spree;
you will only get one warning:
JUsT Don'T FuCKinG ToUcH mE
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Author's Note:
Anyone else get that feeling of wanting to explode when your having a particularly rough day? ( or week, or month cause let's admit we all have those ) I was channeling that feeling when writing this!
Unrelated - I don't ask this often - but I would love some feedback on my latest fiction story. If you got the time, why not check it out? It's short!
Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my work! (:
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Amanda Starks
Fantasy writer, poet, and hopefully soon-to-be novelist who wants to create safe spaces to talk about mental health. Subscribe to my free newsletter at www.amandastarks.com for updates!
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Comments (22)
Wooohooooo congratulations on your Leaderboard placement! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
such a relatable piece...loved it..btw congratulations on top story
Yes, I can relate! Great job and congratulations on TS!!🎉🥳🎉
A torrential zephyr. That's a feel I can channel and relate to these days. Well written and congrats on the TS.
Felt this so much and identify with it completely, as you could probably imagine. Sorry it's taken me a while to get to this one. It's beautifully evocative and visceral and all kinds of poetic masterfulness that really touches me deeply. Congrats on a deserving Top Story, Amanda.
Uh, yep! Been there! The rhyme and images in this are fantastic!
Haha definitely identify with this, I've not read such well-composed rage before 😆 Congrats on the TS!
I have definitely felt like this before. Congrats on top story.
This poem captures that feeling really well! Congratulations on Top Story. 😊
That was some great channeling Amanda! Cuz that line "you will only get one warning," was concentration-clear levels. Top story congrats!
I connected with this so much! Loved it, and congrats on the TS 💚
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Well written, congrats
Understand, it's like a volcano erupting. Fantastic mental health poem!!! ❤️❤️💕 Congratulations on Top Story!!!
Yes such a relatable feeling!!! Also congratulation on top story 🎉
You know very well how I get in that kind of mood lmao. Congrats, btw!!
I know right! I'm with you here, there are really those days that I also just want to be left alone. These are the times for me when I pretend to be busy just to avoid any interaction though. Sometimes, it comes in handy. 😅
Yep, riding in the backseat, sibling's hand right in the face or finger near the shoulder, "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!" Mom & dad in front both saying, "Don't make me stop this car & come back there!" Yep, those days are by now very old friends(?) of mine.
Omgggg this was so damn freaking relatable! I'm like this on most days, lol. Loved your poem!
This was soooo awesome!!!
Thankfully these days it’s become “rough moments” rather than hours or days. Just fleeting moments… where I let the feeling pass. Whether frustration, grief or envy etc. I used to try to avoid the feeling, or ignore…. Now I treat it like I would treat a child experiencing the emotion, I let it be heard, validated, and then once it passes….. raise my energy again (or rest, depending on what’s needed). And I always follow “healthy food = healthy mood”. My mood used to be dragged down so much by my consumption choices… of foods and tv….. And company actually (I used to be surrounded by people who would complain and try to trauma bond with me… it was draining). I say this in hope that something of it may be useful to you on your journey to true joy ❤️🙏🏻 Lovely poem, and thank you for sharing! It is definitely relatable (just thankfully, of a past version of me more than the present one!)
I love this this ✍️🏆🍀🍀🍀