Breakdown Poems - Poems about Breakdown

Body disorder It is when the brain commands body sans obey....

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Total freedom of expression that incites death, suicide, and destruction. it is not freedom, but terrorism..., subservience and slavery... it is not a thing of God... BUT RATHER A...

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5. A baby, quite chubby and bright, Tried to speak, with all of his might. He gurgled and cooed, Then on his bib spewed, "Next time," he thought, "I'll just take a bite." ©bfa031025 ...

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I want to rewind and not change, Stay and hold on to the days when your name felt like home. When our conversations were not careful, When love wasn't something to be attenuated, But something that simply was. I'm surviving the silence you left behind, Trying to fill the gaps with memories, Tricking myself, saying time can walk backward, Can undo the unraveling,...

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Working toward a nervous breakdown she said Hoping to have three before I am dead Think she’s already had one said uncle Ed Let’s count it as three said his brother Ted...

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I’m avoiding real life behind the safety of my front door, a machine left to cool in the dark, fuelling when I can, pushing through with oil instead of blood. Belts seize, tensioners wound too tight, injectors fail to fire; each spark fades like memory - ignition slipping to static. The valves stick, hardened by grit and rust; maintenance deferred, wear settling deep in my bones. Now this machine is...

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I salute those (about to die??) Figuratively at least.! The People..How shall I best describe them.? The middle to Top level bankers..Hedge fund managers..Pension fund Ceo's you know stockmarket traders at the middle to upper End.' Who are going to be nutralised.' Monatarily wise.!! Yet Who know so much, as such..! Maybe enough to save many' and their own skins..If...

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Changes are necessary Pressure helps the process Less we forget that we all Only have a season to fulfill our purpose in life Sometimes a breakthrough Comes from a breakdown Sometimes a storm Shows you the path you need Breaking the mold At times we need to be bold and Remember that a broken heart Can still be victorious! We all need to grow...

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Dopamine release lingers with continuous touch of her fingers caressing through its brightened face so it opens up to her, in real time and space in text, audio and video, in such a romantic tango She loves to live in the screen world lying there on the bed, body curled deeply engrossed as she gaze through these ever glowing blaze her...

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Keeping my composure I sought through the differences either furtherance or closure this one means everything tension from frustration like jackal stalking the lions someone might come along and consecrate my gains Nothings right aint nothing wrong it's just the way it is if she say yes then then I guess I'll speak my love for her If she say no then I'll let her go and try to be evasive not to let...

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Everything is boring these days. Hugs and smiles are boring. I’ve evolved. It’s me, it’s always been me. But now, there’s been a transformation. I feel like saying that, and yelling that, and texting that. And…I’m crazy. And…I’ve devolved. I went away and came back. It was silly. It was like a dream. I was dramatic back then. I smile again. I hug my mom, and it’s...

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the news breaks the world breaks down the sky screams savagely the war dogs maul mercilessly the raging rubble bounces bitterly the apocalyptic horses gallop giddily the rotten roof caves in catastrophically...

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I don’t hear them anymore. The voices have slowly faded away. I’m now beginning to realise that the fears, and the strange thoughts inside my head, were delusions built on paranoia. Oh the peace the relief is indescribable. They was no one there, only me. I had been sick......

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You told me you loved me Which none has ever say to me. My heart jump for joy Hearing those amazing words. You wanted me to say yes But I told you to wait, Wait am watching. As much as I love those words Yet I don't want to fall Cause I don't want to cry. You stand a whole year waiting. To my kindness I...

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Sometimes for no apparent rhyme or reason A sort of sinking feeling dampens the mind and heart Not exactly, but somewhat similar to a nervous breakdown Everything appears twisted, strangulated, and distorted Extra show of kindness sometimes turns painful and killing Sadness soon turns into the hysterical sobs Turning the victim into a grief-stricken wretch The face is an index to mind,...

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