Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	22-November 11:32:16 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Paranoid Recluse

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Wednesday, 19th July 2006 @ 04:06:52 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

i am a recluse, with nothing positive in my mind.
simple tasks seems enormous when seen through my eyes.
anxiety and paranoia they consume my days.
force fed like a baby because i would rather die.
sleep doesn't come, my life is anything but normal.
too scared to step outside, too occupied with the way i am.

memory doesnt prevail, too many anxious thoughts.
that i wouldn't want to remember.
scared of myself and the state that i am in.
never learned anything, like how to function in society.
hid under the radar for so many years, days are in a cloud.
forgetting everything that i thought i had learned.

i am becoming an infant all over again.
looking back, never had what they had, never saw what they saw.
tired, just so tired of this life that i lead.
jokes on me, yea the joke is on me.
can't even go to work with the thoughts that consume my head.
don't want to speak, because i hate what i am.

i am the sufferer and they are the witnesses.
sitting for days with nothing sparking in my mind.
im like a vegetable, hemispheres aren't connected..
seretonin is depleted, and i ask god, why god..
have you dealt me this hand?...and why have i played it the way that i have?
doctors cant find a problem, i must be clinically insane.

death is in my head, it never leaves.
its like a sigh of relief that i can't stop dwelling on.
days turn into nights, and i am all alone..
again and again, i wish i had a skill, a skill worthwhile.
to turn this negative energy into positive light.
and as days go by, i just wish they would end...

Copyright © frmpoison2static ... [ 2006-07-19 16:06:52]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: Paranoid Recluse (User Rating: 1 )
by candysears on Wednesday, 19th July 2006 @ 05:45:23 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

This is such a beautiful write..Very good..
I think this is a positive lght in your future..
God Bless!
C.S

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com