A poet’s desperate attempt
Sasha enjoys ranting and rambling while sipping some creamy hot chocolate. She is usually pessimistic about her surroundings but hopes to make a difference someday somewhere. Hopes to rescue all the ailing dogs and herself in the process.
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It’s She Versus She
She thought nobody understood
Her strange and elusive mood
But finally, she thinks somebody does
The self-berating
The uneasiness
The inadequacy
The unceasing worry
The knot in the chest
Always feels like she could use a rest
She often thinks she is taking sadistic test
She has rhymed enough for now
Modern science addresses with meds the mumbo jumbo
But why is she still in a limbo
Always feeling the need to impress
But secretly she craves a caress
She thinks her rhymes are cheesy
But lest they aren’t sleazy
She has rhymed enough for now
She fears uncertainty
She fears failure
She fears fear
Dwelling in the past
Overwhelmed by the future
How to seize the moment, she wonders
Regrets are too many now
They say it’s all in her head
Is it?
They ask her to be positive
And to just live
To see what she has
To not keep sobbing
So, now she feels like a perpetual burden
Once she tried to unburden
To cease the crippling pain
To be showered with a joyous rain
She has rhymed enough for now
She finds happiness in sadness
And sadness in happiness
Clichéd or not?
She always sees the glass half empty
With so much sorrow and tragedy
She wonders if there is a God
But she sure found a dog
She is a hypochondriac
Or is it close to being a maniac
She wonders
She is often in a conflict
Exhausted of being exhausted
Feeling like a broken loop
Getting too long isn’t it?
Please bear with me.
She craves normalcy
But what is ‘normal’
She never feels enough
Always desperate to please
An overthinker
Gladly not a compulsive drinker
But dreads to be an occasional smoker
She wants to, but she can’t
She tries, but she lies
At this point she is wondering
What is it that she is writing?
She keeps seeking validations
As she is never proud with her creations
She has rhymed enough for now
She wonders why she can’t love herself
The way she does with others
She is trapped in an open cage
With repressed rage
And the semblance of a sage (or not)
The cage is open
But she is sadly happy to be broken
She has dug herself a bottomless pit
There is no landing
Isn’t it saddening?
She has rhymed enough for now
She was once violated or multiple
Remembering it isn’t easy
She is quite lazy
Hoping it doesn’t recur
But life isn’t fair I suppose
She is insecure
Desperately trying to seek a perfect cure
But, for once she feels
She will be understood
She won’t be labelled crazy or messy
She will be loved and not judged
Or is it? Sorry, she has trust issues
Now, she thinks she hasn’t rhymed enough
Overthinking if this got too stretched out
She is pulling her hair out
Hasn’t covered it all
Oh dear, tell her to calm down
Before she drowns
She has rhymed enough for now
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