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Overcome

: A series of fear

By Cat MoorePublished 5 years ago 2 min read
Overcome
Photo by Sergiu Baica on Unsplash

Describe your normal

Imagine what it feels like

Is that possible?

A thing to express

What an ordinary day

In your life looks like

Outgoing hyper

Welcoming a year of yes

Living in the light

I wanted freedom

To experience a life

And on my own terms

Craving something new

Without a patient virtue

Not my strongest suit

Mostly peaceful life

Wouldn’t even know what was strife

Living in a dream

It wasn’t perfect

But at least it was peaceful

As well as can be

The nightmare fuel

Wouldn’t wish on your enemy

Worse than you’d expect

This lifeless feeling

A heavy weight that isn’t mine

Inner light blown out

Posed urgently

Can not speak, I barely breathe

A broken barbie

Everything is blue

Out of my mouth, up my throat

What I once favored

A fancy new dress

That became your evidence

Sequins have fallen

My colorless world

Was once so full of light, now

Devoid of the bright

Not comparable

Unfortunately unique

My bitter surprise

I miss my normal

You never know what you got

Until you can’t feel

That’s how it goes, right?

But everything just seems wrong

Maybe I’m what’s wrong

Friendships shattered

You stayed the same as always

Yet you changed to me

When you see this shell

You see what happened to me

What I’d confided

I should have told you

Let it fester inside me

Gave you more ammo

The pitying looks

They will never understand

I wouldn’t want them to

A caged animal

Unwilling or unable

Never be at peace

My own normalcy

More out of reach than before

Mind never at ease

Hellish memories

Some blackened out forever

Maybe for the best

Macabre jokes made

Defined coping mechanism

Only way I know

An echo chamber

Reminding me what happened

Want to turn it off

Listlessly alone

Numbness overpowering

Time passing quickly

A lion tamer

My pain against my anger

Primitive feelings

Told get over it

By someone I had trusted

And then that broke too

Your hand to my shame

It will burn you like a flame

Better stay away

Want and beg and plead

For a life that’s briefly mine

But then was stolen

Not just my own pain

But those around me I tough

Now a shared story

This is not the end

Though it may have felt that way

Here’s to moving through

sad poetry

About the Creator

Cat Moore

Author | Poet | Cat Momma | Yogi | Fiber Artist | She\Her

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