July 13, 2022.
"Oh, I don't know - the emotions bleed together like the days that pass"
I've been - pressing wild flowers with thrifted books that reek of mildew
and drinking tap water from a tall glass on my night stand
It is a pattern of despair and praise
I seem to very seldom bend but always nearly break
Conquer then celebrate far too early
Like the temperature, I fluctuate
Funny though, all these nights of reflection
Not much to show for the time taken
Not really sure if I'm confused by finally being content
or if I've gone numb from being so emotionally shaken
"You have to know if there's a real difference!"
Of course I do, but that's not what you asked
I've been on auto pilot and waking up
- to find myself about to crash
Strange though, all these days of patience
- have made me all too eager
Haven't yet decided if I'm ready to soar or nose dive,
but I'm searching for more than air to keep myself alive
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A little note: I don't think I have ever left a note on my poetry here so hi, everyone. I've been thinking of finding some way to record myself reading all of my poems one by one and putting them somewhere, mostly for sentimental reasons - but I was curious if any of you would be interested in me sharing that? I don't know, thoughts and maybe advice?
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2022-07-15 at 03:58
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a pressed wildflower
"Well, don't you feel any better?", she asks"Oh, I don't know - the emotions bleed together like the days that pass"
I've been - pressing wild flowers with thrifted books that reek of mildew
and drinking tap water from a tall glass on my night stand
It is a pattern of despair and praise
I seem to very seldom bend but always nearly break
Conquer then celebrate far too early
Like the temperature, I fluctuate
Funny though, all these nights of reflection
Not much to show for the time taken
Not really sure if I'm confused by finally being content
or if I've gone numb from being so emotionally shaken
"You have to know if there's a real difference!"
Of course I do, but that's not what you asked
I've been on auto pilot and waking up
- to find myself about to crash
Strange though, all these days of patience
- have made me all too eager
Haven't yet decided if I'm ready to soar or nose dive,
but I'm searching for more than air to keep myself alive
-
A little note: I don't think I have ever left a note on my poetry here so hi, everyone. I've been thinking of finding some way to record myself reading all of my poems one by one and putting them somewhere, mostly for sentimental reasons - but I was curious if any of you would be interested in me sharing that? I don't know, thoughts and maybe advice?
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 245 times
Written on 2022-07-15 at 03:58
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