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There's No Solace In Being Stubborn

I just saw a phrase 'familiar misery' It jumped off the page, branded me Fight or flight options but I'm stuck in freeze I zone out, let everything seize I want to run, but I don't know where to Shouting would be pointless thing to do So I lay still in my quiet space While I'm not useful, I'll avoid disappointed face I just can't muster the will, I feel sick I can't disregard everything that makes me tick Feeling discarded means I've nothing to give Suppressed not depressed, I want to live It's no-ones fault, I'm so hard to please I'm not grateful or trying to appease Making this misery all on my own Living together, feeling alone

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Date: 8/26/2023 5:58:00 AM
You know a lot of truth here Dilly, we really are our own worse enemy at times, but we must coexist with ourselves, as well as everyone else in the home, can balance ever be found between us all, yes! but only through give and take on all sides, stubborn does not bring solace, or inner peace, but you already know all this, without the will to make it happen, it probably never will, I’m just analysing your poem here not you, cheers David
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Date: 8/26/2023 6:00:00 AM
Don't worry - analyse away - I appreciate the comment x

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