I see the appeal
Yeah...poem.
I am not a cutter
though I see the appeal
of driving a sharp object in or across
to let the pain and sadness flow freely
*
I am not an alcoholic
though I see the appeal
of drinking soo much that lightens everything
and allows me a break from my thoughts, fears, anxieties, and emotions
*
I am not a methhead, crackhead, or junkie
though I see the appeal
of taking those chemical hits
letting them course through me, then bliss
*
I am not a killer
though I see the appeal
of hunting down the truly awful of society
to pierce their flesh and let their wretchedness seep out
*
I am not the saviour
I am not even a good person often enough
When I go to sleep
Sometimes I wish I didn't wake up
*
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Paul Stewart
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson
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The birds are chirping, and the sun is shining in a cloudless July sky. The vibrancy promises a beautiful day, but the cooing of the Mourning Dove perched on the powerlines seems to be more fitting than the lively songs of the robin flitting through the trees. The melancholic calls of the dove cloak the world in a sadness that hangs like tattered drapes.
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Good one! 👏😞 Also you are our new zen master! 😅 You can’t be writing shit like this! Of course you can as we all have darkness within! Hope u know I’m jesting. Love your work & hang in there. ☺️
I do, too, Paul. Not to dicker with Naomi (been there, done that), but I have known some very good people. Not perfect, not even in agreement with me on a whole lot of things, but very good. They're also the ones who would be most likely to object to that characterization.
I love the honesty of this, and yep, I see the appeal too. There’s no such thing as a good person, but a hallmark of a self aware and compassionate person is someone not claiming to be a good person. In fact, people who say they are a good person are a red flag for me, because in my experience those are the narcissists. I know you like to uplift everyone with your words, but I’m glad you published this. Some days we just don’t have it in us.
Really good. 👌
Sometimes the heaviness can feel like too much to hold, I see that. We all have struggles…that is the human-ness of us, after all. You are valued and more than a good person, Paul. Please refer back to my poem, Y O U 💫You are a vital note in the symphony of life, and the sound would be off if you were not resonating your unique and necessary vibration! 💞💫
What a beautiful poem. You are going to the doctors very soon. ☕👏
''I am not active on vocal though I see the appeal to read, comment and like all your posts selfishly, just to take some learning notes''
I will bitchslap you until you wake up! Don't go around saying those kinda things if you don't wanna feel my wrath! On a brighter note, yes I do find the idea of killing people very appealing 🍩🥐
I'm guessing this is the dark poem you alluded to earlier? If not, I shudder to imagine what's coming. Though perhaps ironically what I am left with is not a sense of darkness but of empathy. You are neither distancing yourself from "those people," nor joining them, but finding the common link of humanity. Yet -- that last verse does not extend the same compassion to yourself... Is it just me, or does this poem feel incomplete?
This felt honest and raw 💔 Which is a job well done. Knowing who we are not is important. Choosing who we want to be is more so (with compassion for who we *are* along the way) 😇🤍✨
Well, I think you're a good person. Well done, buddy.
So love repetition, however this was kinda sad. 😭