Poetry: Exhausted
I have hushed voices in my head
they say the things I’ve always said
they echo loudly thus keeping me
from finding my own calm poetry.
I need respite from all of this
can’t even find my happiness
I know he’s crying hiding pain
haunting me again and again.
Torturing me they suffocate
my joy I’ve lost and subjugate
a thousand voices so unclear
escaping reality and their fear.
A few sweet things keep me sane
I return to them again and again
to drink their joy and to taste
the essence of them but in haste.
Fearing majesty just might go
and back to hell my soul to sow
the thoughts that fuel my misery
swallow me whole indiscriminately.
I have these voices in my head
from all the things I’ve ever said
funny though there does still reign
joyous feelings in my heart remain.
Wish you peace on this rough ride.
Your poetry is so descriptive! I’ve discovered contemplative prayer or meditation helps to quiet those voices. I hope you find peace.
Thanks
It’s a pleasure! 🙂
I can relate to that – my mind often whirls, I relive my past and rewrite it, my inner voices yell at me and I sometimes can’t turn it off. Thank goodness for writing and art. It helps dissipate it all. Wishing you peace and calm today.
Thanks Meg
Wauw, what a tortured soul. I hope you find some peace, Rob.
Thanks Rebecca. I’m going into a Bipolar skid, I can feel it. I’ve got my seatbelt on.
Stay safe Rob.
Yeah , got them in my head too, they don’t let me write , it’s frustratingly exhausting , I can connect with this.
Great, I’m glad. It goes deeper for me to my demons