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Array ( [sid] => 185204 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nahkhi Nights [time] => 2018-06-17 06:22:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => on the verge of collapse
my cognitive abilities start to fade
an unease settles on my being
seems I can never escape
with emotive conceptions frayed
there is no progress to be made

words got in real deep
and their meaning was all wrong
got myself off balance
as my reaction was to strong
now I am night prowling
Insomanina is the mode
as I eject my eyes into a bowl

I should not care any more
I know better
but the anxiety is intense
and
what people think of me
is none of my buisness
but when I am on the verge of the fade
all I can feel is the stress [comments] => 2 [counter] => 121 [topic] => 60 [informant] => unknown_utopia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )

Nahkhi Nights

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 17th June 2018 @ 06:22:06 AM in AEST
Topic: insomniac

on the verge of collapse
my cognitive abilities start to fade
an unease settles on my being
seems I can never escape
with emotive conceptions frayed
there is no progress to be made

words got in real deep
and their meaning was all wrong
got myself off balance
as my reaction was to strong
now I am night prowling
Insomanina is the mode
as I eject my eyes into a bowl

I should not care any more
I know better
but the anxiety is intense
and
what people think of me
is none of my buisness
but when I am on the verge of the fade
all I can feel is the stress

Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2018-06-17 06:22:06]
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Re: Nahkhi Nights (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 17th June 2018 @ 09:40:31 AM AEST
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the trigger for me was
escapism, where I felt
that being small was
supremely okay.
I have found that its easier to
do when you protect someone
else, more than yourself.
you say, no matter how they
project who I am, that you
can turn the other cheek,
yet still it causes stress.
I know this too, my brother!!!
I suppose we might feel
surprised to find countless
others with feelings such as
this.

the cool ordinary, some might
call it.
perhaps most especially in a world unknown

BTW, what is Nahkhi?

Peace!

Re: Nahkhi Nights (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Wednesday, 20th June 2018 @ 04:47:14 PM AEST
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Your delightful poem takes us within ourselves to realize that although we may not allow others to control our feelings, we still fret over their assumptions about us.
A universal human frailty. Perhaps worry is in our DNA! You raise an interesting question!
softerware

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