Nick Trim Poet Rhyme

Making Out You Are There

I’m not bringing up the past, 
I’m processing memories at long long last 
things I didn’t realise then 
making sense shaping opinions 
prolonged stress 
no one to turn too 
a tangled mess 
my mind burnt through, 

when life’s too much 
you just shut down 
Don’t process sight 
don’t process sound 
On auto pilot for basic needs 
you just shut off 
no pain no please
let things go, and don’t fight back
don’t pay attention, interest flacks 
Personality dies, nothing attracts 
You live life numb, an easy adapt 

Overwhelming stress they gave you 
no one in your life to save you 
disrespect, they mock your face, 
no interest to be your saving grace, 

I changed because I was stuck 
caught up in the worst of luck 
No one around me gave a f 
Out of nowhere I was struck 

Yet still I couldn’t think those things
to busy fighting on my own
And knowing what my future brings
if I fight to the end alone 

People said I tell fibs 
make it up and always have
Thinking back they were pricks 
All they want to do is laugh 

Falling further fighting hard 
enemies thwarted in their tracks 
but I became emotionally starved 
even though I won the attacks 

I was winning but I was lonely 
tiring though I was strong
handling all that was thrown me 
but nowhere did I belong 

It’s not that people went at me
It’s that I had nobody 
I couldn’t talk or vent you see
No friend nor a buddy

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