"Jouska"
A hypothetical conversation written in bed,
Compulsively keeps on replaying in my head,
Deciphering through crisp analysis,
Overthinking is the root of a pessimist,
An unwanted cathartic dialogue,
Debated with your inner monologue,
The sugarcoated lies made you believe,
That the truth can be easily deceived,
They feed you on promises they'll never keep,
Made your hope and faith sunk very deep,
Sweet flattery disguised as manipulation,
Taught you to never trust again and exert caution,
You try to please the people who'll never like you,
Why do you have to lie to the people who love you?
I apologize to people I hurt when I was hurting,
No matter how painful it is, we are all trying,
You are stronger than the angry words spoken to you,
You are braver than the emotions that make you blue,
Jouska is just a silhouette of your tragedy and regret,
To be free from the past is to know how to forgive and forget,
-lylefaygandia-
Note:
•Jouska•
(n.) A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
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The Poetry of Obscure Sorrows
Poetry"Her 3 am thoughts turned into poems.." This is an original collection of poetry inspired by pro-caffeinated binges, insomnia and the dictionary of obscure sorrows.
