Neurotic
how much of our lives do we spend pretending we’re okay when we aren’t? Allgood’s “Train Song” is the track.
The trick is to indulge your neuroses
just enough, not so much that
you become psychotic, nor so little
that you’re always performing
without anyone knowing
they’re your audience,
getting furious, rage boiling
through your veins—because no one sees
what all of the pretense hides.
They don’t even care, didn’t buy tickets
to your show, and they damn sure
don’t want an encore.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Comments (3)
Beautifully crafted — it captures that fine line between self-awareness and self-destruction with biting clarity.
Narcissism has its limits, for sure. Brill, snappy poem!
Such a sharp and relatable piece. I love how you balance dark humour with emotional honesty.