Stream of Consciousness

Incredibly Stupidly Sensitive
I'm so incredibly stupidly Sensitive Anytime you see me you'll probably see me In the depths of overthinking Catch me if you can
By Joshua Hess2 years ago in Poets
Through my fingers again
Like sand through my fingers, slipping, slipping, I try to hold but can’t—thoughts scatter, scatter— The wind grabs them, spinning, twisting, forgotten,
By JimmyV2 years ago in Poets
Sleepless
Can’t sleep Oh what a fright To be up in the middle of the night Without the slightest tingling A little sensation Of sleepiness
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Time dissolves in mist.
Thoughts like rivers flow, Symbols swirl in shifting dreams, Time dissolves in mist.. Get a free 30 days FREE HERE!
By JimmyV2 years ago in Poets
Beginning to End
joyful beginning Unmoving breaths peaceful yellow happy start sad end. Author note:- I have written this poem inspired by a challenge given to me by my friend. In which I had to write a complete poem in only 10 words. Which has a beginning, middle and end.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Poets
Am I a Monster?
You asked today if I felt I was a monster. I honestly didn't know how to answer that. My brain relates so well to Frankenstein sometimes...
By Adora Hooper2 years ago in Poets
Endless Stream
Shiver me timbers, Rattle me bones, Ye'll soon be abidin', With Davey Jones. Scalawags! It'll be talk like a pirate day! Avast!
By Thomas Durbin2 years ago in Poets
Writer's Block
"To be or not to be that is the question" How soft these words reverberate in time In space- How mute they mock my meager skills in verse
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Poets
The Chain. Top Story - September 2024.
I’ve heard people say this hundreds of times over now, “It’s going to be a lifelong process.” Is this what they meant when they said it?
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Poets
My Transformation
Slow drudge, molasses. Nervous, out of it, coming thru it. Reaching pulling pushing, rising over negative, gradually becoming lighter. Heaviness lifting, over and over. Words taking me to another place- mind coming in focus, almost ready- ready to come out, ready to go out door- see the sky. Am grounded, clear in my mind, bursting with actionable thought. Now is the time. I’ve decided. Pop! Let’s set in motion goals. I’m there!
By Teresa Moler2 years ago in Poets
Hacked
I need to get my act together When I met her It was like pulling a lever My brain was prehacked before we met I didn't know what to do
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Like a Balloon
Floating away into the sky like a balloon, Where did the time go? A mom of three and slowly aging, I don’t know what else to do.
By Naomi McDonald 2 years ago in Poets