To feel is not a price I’ll pay
I know, I know, poems are boring
Hey everyone! I wrote a poem tonight. I haven't written any poetry in a while, and I've never published any poems on HubPages. I usually post self-help stuff or goofy humor articles. Today, the self I need to help is me, and I don't feel very goofy.
Taking care of me
I wrote this poem for myself, although I hope you like it. It's about my conflicting feelings concerning friendships as well as more intimate relationships. I want to let someone in, but I'm afraid to get too close. I'm afraid to hurt or be hurt.
Some of my hubs give advice on ways for living a healthier, happier life. That said, I don't want to give the impression that I am a beacon of happiness 24 hours a day. I have moods like everyone else.
Are you aware?
Although everyone has good and bad moods, self-awareness is the key difference between a healthy person and a toxic person. A person who is self-aware will notice that they are not feeling emotionally healthy, and use a healthy coping skill to work with their negative emotion.
“Coping skill” is a fancy term, but it just means “healthy way of dealing with stress.” For more on coping skills, please read my article "the Art of Balance."
Today I dealt with my stress by writing the following poem. A creative outlet can be a very helpful coping skill. Writing this helped me sort out my feelings, and also led me to feel that I was turning a negative (my sour mood) into a positve (being productive and creative).
This poem is sad. But not that sad!
The darkest depth
Of night this eve
The heavy burden
I can’t deceive
I wish to live
My life alone
And melt away
Like ice cream cone
To have another’s hands to hold
A burden grand, a choice too bold
The flickering flame consumes my mind
The sickness emerges in fantasy slime
I want to change
I don’t know how
I want to live
I don’t know how
Dependence is too high a price to pay
For one who wastes his days away
Shameful lust and useless hobby
Heart is dazed and feeling wobbly
To feel is not a price I’ll pay
You rain upon my yesterdays
I second guess my grievous choices
And shout to drown out all the voices
If I trust will I then be hurt?
Is there such a thing
As a harmless flirt?
Buoyed by friends and family
The shore is distant like the sun
I bob and float across the sea
But I feel love from everyone
Risk does not seem so bad today
No worse than endless pains
Perhaps boy has turned to man today
And let others’ love fill his veins
So that's my poem. Here's a cartoon!
I know poems aren't for everyone. That's why I'm including this cartoon I made in college. It's about tissues, and it's very short. Let me know what you think. I wrote the words and my brother wrote the music and performed the song. Feel free to give it a "thumbs up" on YouTube.
Also, as a reward to those who sat through my crappy ranting, crappy poem, and crappy cartoon, I'm including this funny video. Your welcome :)
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