~It’s the only way I know how to be~

~~Hello Poetry Friends!~~

~~Poetry is NOT dead!~~

~~Poetry is for everyone!~~

~~Happy Poetry!~~

Hello, and I hope you are doing well!

My morning has kind of been a blur. I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night with bad dreams, just like a little kid. After it happens, I don’t want to go back to bed because I’m afraid the dream will return, so I take a bath in the middle of the night and then go back to sleep later.

I am still getting a decent amount of sleep, so I guess it works for now, but if it continues, I might need to up my nightmare med that wipes my dreams away. I would rather not because I want to have the option of possibly having a good dream, but this medication completely obliterates most of my dreams. 

It’s been kind of hellish

I have had a rough few days and am feeling kind of low, but I am trying to rise above it. It probably shows up in my writing, and I apologize that I have been getting so much emotional waste out of me. I hope that somehow, some way, my pain can help someone.

I have found that with poetry, you can draw your own meaning from it and rewrite it in your mind with your own picture and memories.

Poetry Lovers, UNITE!

We need a full-out poetry revolution where people see that poetry is more than people saying “thou’s” and words no one knows. I am not bashing that kind of poetry; it’s just not my thing. Maybe once in a while, but that’s just because I like Shakespeare. Who can argue with him? 😉

Today’s Poem

Anyway, today’s poem is about being real, and the need to stay that way (I don’t like lies and fake people), so here we go…!

~Let’s Be Real~~Poetry

~The only way I know how to be~

I feel the harshness of your voice
and see your cruelty within your smile

I feel the punch in the gut of your true intentions
which must be to try to punish me further
for my so-called tribulations
since I escaped your vulture talons
and I dodged your evil eye

you asked once if I thought
you could kill me with your eyes

secretly
I thought
you could kill me
with your breath if you tried

and so I complied and played the part
of circus pet for too many years

and I just don’t have it in me anymore
to pretend or fake anything

I’m into being real

being me

and I can’t find sanity where you are

I never know the truth from a lie
and even when the truth is acknowledged
you later retract it

I’m sick of it and don’t need the guilt trip

but don’t worry

I’ll learn to rewire my brain
so these types of things
don’t rattle me again

thank you for listening

If this spoke to you, I am sad in one way, but if you can relate, then know that you are not alone!

I am seeing that many people care- even if it’s online for now. They are still real people, and they are being kind to me, and I truly appreciate it from all that is in me.

If you ever need an ear, please email me at abstractstarr777@gmail.com. Let me know if you ever want to share a poem for fun. Until then, HAPPY POETRY! 🙂

Until next time, stay safe, and be blessed! 🙂