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In the morning I can't
seem to get out of bed.
The floor, no the world
is lava, maybe it would
help if I drank java
but I hate the stuff
and the voices in my head
make thinking twice as tough.
--
When I do arise
it should be of no surprise
that I spend my life
walking on a wire like
in a circus, feeling that
there's really no purpose.
--
I walk around either feeling
nothing or feeling things
I can't explain, scared to
drive in the rain, snakes in
my brain making me quite
insane.
--
I can't blame her for leaving
I was so anxiously insecure
I did good for a while because
my supposed sanity was very
deceiving.
--
I can't accomplish anything.
I don't work and I rarely play,
everything's the same day to day.
All I do is write and sometimes
even that feels trite.
--
Even now these rhymes seem lame,
every now and then a juxtaposition,
but basically they're all sound
the same.
--
I don't know what to do anymore
I feel trapped in this room, all
alone in this tomb. Maybe it's
just me, sometime, somewhere I
did something wrong now I'm paying
for it, I no longer have a place that
I belong.
--
I talk to God but there's no answer
It be nice if he/she would give me
a solution but as always, all I get
is more mental pollution.
--
But I keep getting up, hoping each
day will be different, I'll make a
friend, or write an amazing poem or
regain things I've lost but it just
seems that every good thing I get
comes at a cost.
--
So I guess I'll keep walking
this tightrope, avoiding the lava pits,
and trying to not start any fires.
If the loneliness doesn't kill me,
and I don't kill myself maybe some
muse will come rescue me and
give me some help.
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Thanks for reading! - Sam
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Heartfelt and relatable
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Comments (19)
Congratulations on Top Story - Well Deserved!!!
This was way too relatable. Felt every word. 😭😭♥︎♥︎♥︎
Congratulations on the Top Story, great job!👏👏👏
Very heartfelt, an open and honest feelings expressed with a tinge of humour. Congratulations
Congratulations on Top Story!!!
That poem is absolutely fantastic! Congratulations on achieving the top story! 🙌✨
Very Good Lines "When I do arise it should be of no surprise that I spend my life walking on a wire like in a circus, feeling that there's really no purpose."
Congratulations on the Top Story recognition. Your poem resonates with such depth, awareness, and emotion.
Sorry forgot to say - I love the image, how can anyone do that?
Hey Sam, great story, congratulations. The desperation and despair that goes on as a result of mental ramblings and uncertainty they cause really come to life in your words. It can be such a lonely and confusing place.
Congratulations on getting Top Story! I love how raw and honest this is—so heartbreaking and relatable. You’re definitely not alone in these feelings.
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This is a really great poem Sam
A really engaging read and so demanding of empathy. Don't know if this is your story or not but whoever it is, it makes me want to give them a big hug and to say, keeping looking ahead and you can't possibly fall. Congratulations on the TS
Congratulations on Top Story! I'm sure many can relate to much in your poem, great job!
Woohoo! Congrats on this marvelous top story
Such an incredible poem! Congrats on a great Top Story!
There’s much to contemplate and what you wrote. Life is sometimes like a circus. Sometimes we feel like we are walking the high wire other times we feel like it’s just nothing but I juggling act of confusion. Great job, Sam. Congratulations on your top story.
Whoa. You certainly did write an amazing poem. Congrats on the TS.