Post Celebration Blues
Every single time
Wow what a night
Boy did we have a good time
A celebration to end all celebrations
As was our due
We’d put in the hard yards
Fought for what we needed and won.
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Then the sun rises
With reality of a new day
Waking with a frown instead of a smile
Thoughts tumbling
Full of agonising regrets
Feelings that beat me black and blue.
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It’s just not right
The voice inside my mind
No reason to hang my head in shame
Yes I did have fun
That’s not against the law
It’s certainly no reason for all this pain.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (5)
I feel like that too at times. It's like happiness is just a short interval between two sorrows. This was a very beautifully written poem!
Beautiful poetry. Thank you for sharing😊.
Excellent points, you win and succeed, and then imposter syndrome kicks in, you think you should have failed and need to restart. Kick I.S. out the door and wallow and bathe in your success, you deserve it
Fantastic! Lots of emotion in Post Celebration Blues!
Very nice.