Anna Hopper Poet Triolet

What Is Wrong With Me

What’s wrong with me?  I’m not normal, you see
It’s an effort to get out of bed
People love to talk about what comes easy
What’s wrong with me?  I’m not normal you see
I’m sick of this topic of you and me and normalcy
Too many thoughts attacking my head
What’s wrong with me?  I’m not normal, you see
It’s an effort to get out of bed

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Daniel Turner February 7, 2020 at 8:19 PM Sounds a lot like depression. When I am depressed I do not want to get out of bed, nor shower, nor eat I just want to be left alone.

Sherilynn Kucharek February 19, 2019 at 9:59 AM I love your Triolet and the topic! I love writing this form, and I find it quite addictive. Thank goodness for abnormalacy! Awesomeness, Sherilynn

Andrew Fairchild February 18, 2019 at 11:14 AM Hey, I understand. I have been sleeping the day away far too frequently. Painful things happen in life. Our bodies get depressed, our souls feel oppressed. It is hard. Just count every time you DO get up as a Victory! (That's what I have to do, in order not to lose all hope!) Hang in there! Peace and Blessings!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 15, 2019 at 3:46 PM Did I say hugs, I meant HUGS <3

Rico Leffanta February 15, 2019 at 3:29 PM Sometimes that depends upon who is in bed with you! Aloha! Rico

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 15, 2019 at 2:48 PM Oh I feel this one. Potent. An aside, I think you're normal, not average ;) hugs