Vivekas poem!

hi guys

I am so happy to introduce you all to viveka! She has chosen for me to publish one of her pieces on my blog, which I am so happy to do! She writes awesome poems, so read this and if you like what you see check out her blog!

My name is Viveka Sah. I have suffered from anxiety in the past and a lot of my poems showcase those feelings of darkness, fear and the like, usually with hopeful undertones.

This is the link to my blog: Finely Wrought by Viveka

One of my poems:

STOP
Hush now.

You’re going to become everything you ever wanted to become.

You’re going to be able to do everything you ever wanted to.

Very soon.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Is that what you’ve been telling yourself

All the while that you’ve been wreaking havoc?

That you’ll get what you want.

Want.

You want so much.

You want too much.

You’ve been at this for so long, how much more do you think you can take?

How much more are you going to ask of your body?

It isn’t a machine.

And you cannot ask it to be superhuman, because, child, it isn’t.

You’re a finite resource that can and will self-destruct if you need to.

You’re broken, yet you continue with the ceaseless barrage of demands?

Of torment?

Have you ever thought that you’re asking too much?

Stop.

Rethink this whole mess.

Stay, struggle, watch everything burn if you have to.

But stop asking, stop demanding, stop insisting

Stop torturing the only thing you have.

Because, soon enough, you won’t have it anymore.

You won’t have anything but regret.

And you’ll lose yourself all over again.

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Poetry

as i sit
my thoughts race
what is this place
is it a memory?
why cant i see
dissociated
complicated
i sit and wait
for what seems like an eternity
when really
its only a couple of minutes
as the flashbacks hits full on
i try to be strong
but fear gives way to tears
and i cry and cry
cant say i know why
memories of abuse sting
and i am contemplating
what to do next
and where to go with this

POEM

I AM LONELY
I AM BLUE
I FEEL SAD
EVERYTHING FEELS UNTRUE
I FEEL OLD
I FEEL DEAD
I SPEND WAY TOO MUCH TIME INSIDE MY HEAD
ITS DARK
ITS GREY
I DONT LIKE LIVING HERE
BUT I DO IT EVERY DAY
WHEN WILL MY THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS GET OUT
WHEN WILL THEY FINALLY BE ABLE TO BE
WHEN CAN I
FINALLY BE SET FREE?

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Crash and burn

I crash, I burn
I stumble, I turn
When the alters are yelling
And things arent geling
I tell myself
It will be ok!
Things will get better
I dont always believe it
But what matters is that I try
Even if sometimes it feels like a lie!
I keep fighting
And that counts for something