To Recognize Myself, With Eyes Closed
Sometimes I don’t recognize myself
My eyes are closed but I can’t simplify the stress
Today all the world failed to turn
To respond to my concerns
And where paranoia gripped me I failed to comprehend
The state of things
Things put away from their states
Yea, today was a bust
Maybe yesterday could have been better
Or worse than what tomorrow will bring
No more debilitating pain
Less than sadness is better than rain
And when it pours
Does it fucking storm
Yea, today I couldn’t recognize myself
My eyes are closed but it complicates
I wrote this poem for my brother. It is a summary of what I think his today might have been. Not a person to speak on his feelings, so I have to draw on what I believe because to a degree, I am his sister, and I do feel like this on some days.
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