lock down blues

by Patrick Watson   Jul 3, 2021




living in my mirror, is a different version of me
today’s fellow, who does not quit measure up to yesterday
the physical discrepancy is one thing
but it’s the mental cognitivism that scares me

fear like a cancer grows, within the juices of self-doubt
blubbering like a witch’s brew
demanding action from me
time is stealing my shine
but I do want to grow old, that is fact

wearing a mask, hiding beneath the veneer becomes silly!
authenticity ,has value
self-love is a persuasion, drawing, out a shy fellow
onto this shirking stage, I take a bow

it has become a lonely road
bad news every other day
but within this ‘collated’ mind that I own
lives purpose and excitement
cheating the odds all that’s left now
who will have the last laugh?

    report violation
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  • 3 years ago

    by Lune de ma vie

    I love the way you have penned this piece.
    You have shown a deep sense of strength in the battle between mind, heart, and body.
    I enjoyed the story of this poem, the way you took the reader on a journey within your mind where a war rages inside.
    The hope for a better life, a better society, and a place of acceptance is well penned also.
    You show many different sides of the coin in regards to life within this piece.
    Each stanza helps tell a story of different emotions, good, bad, and middle of the road.
    Compelling poem.
    Keep it up.

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