Walking on eggshells beginning of an unhealthy relationship
Walking On Eggshells
I’m not putting up with this s###
Always offended
Always the one in the workforce
Always playing the victim
Troublemaker
Just downright stubborn
Treading on water
Walking on eggshells
Anything to set them off
Push them over the edge
Your fired
Looking for the negative attention
Feed their insecurities
Probably in their 40’s and 50’s
They need to retire
Put on a happy face retard
I don’t have time for this
Childish behaviors
Put your big boy pants on
Stop whining and complaining
Grow up
And get to work
I can’t wipe your ass forever
Do the work your-self
Eggshells were full of promise,
Then eggshells splitting,
Arriving chicks
Abandon shells.
All wet and limp
They sleep until
The yellow fluff of life excites.
Then cheep cheep cheeping
and peep peep peeping,
Peck pecking at seeds,
And growing, growing,
When, as hens,
They start those promises again.
Tip toeing on eggshells with a shut lip.
Crack, I heard. At my back I got a smack.
By daft accident I step on one. Why?
For spitefulness, I screamed and slammed the door.
10/4/2022
just for funny I live alone :)
I do not walk
on eggshells
but on broken glass
sharp shards slicing
into the soles of my feet
Yet I will continue
my trek forward
for it will hurt no less
to stand still
I will continue to
call out the
single syllable
of your name
into the dreary darkness
though my throat
grows dry and my voice
weak and weary
for it will hurt no less
to stay silent
I will continue to
hang onto hope
though the friction
of that rope
leaves the palms
of my hands
red and raw
for it would hurt far more
not to love you
Walking on eggshells,
with left-over scratches,
Brave little chick
into the world hatches...
managed to scramble away with a limp--
those eggshells, (and mama)
did a number on Shrimp.
Fifty years after, mama's still kicking,
pecking Shrimp's feathers off,
when no one's looking--
Some of her feathers are plucked to the bone-
her skin is bleeding,
she feels so alone.
Mama, she swore that ol'
Shrimp was an odd one,
just a non-Certifiable, sad
Family Problem.
Why, Shrimp was a Horrible, terrible Liar,
such a Bad chicken,
(and an awful flyer!)
But despite the hate,
Shrimp flew higher!
"We can't have that!!"
shrieked the old chicken, cackling
"Let's give her some
Chicken scratch,
and send this one packing!"
Shrimp walked away sad,
but then she got better,
She knows she's not bad,
(despite the mean letter.)
Yes, despite the hate,
Shrimp grew bigger!
"We can't have that!!"
squawked the old chicken Liver,
"I'll give Shrimp her
Chicken scratch,
and give her the boot!"
but Shrimp's feathers shine brighter,
now that she's flown the coop.
for some reason
around your fortress
you’ve built
insurmountable blockades
and from their safety
you thrive on lashing out
catapulting showers
of fireballs
and cannonballs
it took a while for me
to realize we were at war
I simply didn’t know
in hindsight it’s been going on for years
but I really truly didn’t know
I knew enough to keep my distance
and stay out of the firing range
you’ve always had me
walking on eggshells
why? I haven’t got a clue
after all these years
to tell the truth
somewhere along the way
I simply finally lost interest
so keep doing what you’ve got to do
and I’ll continue
liking you the way you are
the last of eggshell crumbs
have turned to lovely sand
and your fireballs
now look to me
like nothing less
than fireworks display
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on June 16, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (JUN 17) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - 1ST PLACE
Always walking on eggshells
tip toeing around landmines;
Avoid being blown apart
the cracks weave into a web;
Desperate to make it through
a tricky dance with macabre;
Your thoughts suddenly explode.
Mom woke up early to bake the pie. The special occasion pie. Her daughter’s favorite. She rolled out the chilled dough with the old rolling pin and crimped the edges just so. She danced with anticipation as the custard bubbled to its chocolatey glory. When all was done, there were eggshells everywhere. She tidied the kitchen humming their favorite tune.
At last the doorbell rings and there is the delightful smile of her beautiful girl! Though a bit awkward they hug and chat pleasantly. But before Mom can present her scrumptious offering, something from the bitter forbidden list almost slips from Mother's lips. Almost, but her daughter’s keen ear hears it. Almost is enough. Enough to trigger her daughter’s rehearsed response--leaving Mom stunned and alone with her disappointed expectations.
behind the slammed door
the said, unsaid, and dust swirl
untouched meringue weeps
3/8/2021
Until recently I've lived my life with eggshells under my feet
A specter in my mirror latched onto my shoulder
Weighing me down so that i cannot fly
My wings are broken, tethered to my spine
But I slowly shake off the shackles of sin
The weight of normality sucks me into a whirlpool of repetition,
Easing me into the lifestyle I used to know
It’s so draining to become a slave to your habits.
So i say this with all of the truth in my being,
Live every moment as if it’s your last,
Tell the person who holds your heart that you love them,
I know you want to.
Be reckless and spontaneous and wholeheartedly you
And live your life walking on clouds instead of eggshells.
Dancing on eggshells
Pursuing my groove
Correcting my posture
In hopes to improve
My tip toes are bare
In our home built of glass
I take each, ginger step
With fear induced class
I strive for perfection
I land below par
My rhythm needs work
Steps, too far apart
I try to refrain
And not tap my feet
I tame my excitement
I tune out the beat
I relax at a victory
My pivot, just right
But before I can bow
My dip is too tight
In the second of calm
I lose my composure
I begin to feel safe
My moves are all over
Your look of dismay
A familiar jab
I’ll continue to try
Even though I am bad
My feet crush the eggshells
Scattered all over the floor,
A mistake I always seem to make
As soon as I come in the door.
Panic rises in my chest
As I hear the screaming begin,
Here she comes ready to fight
I don’t want to do this again.
I stand there and watch her
Become someone else,
The mom I know is nowhere to be found
And I don’t know how to help.
The egg came before the chicken but some fool sat on it...
Its been an adventure, tell me bout it...
Its been a crazy ride, dont wanna think about it...
Walkin on eggshells,
Wondering "what the hell?"
Trying to get to know you,
I'm not sure what to do.
Lost and outta place,
Unfamiliar territory.
Would you give me a break,
You've done this more than me.
Im so tired of feelin outta place,
I feel like I'm from a different galaxy.
I'm spinin in circles and circles,
and we fight like an old married couple.
Walkin on eggshells,
Wondering "what the hell?"
Trying to get to know you,
I'm not sure what to do.
Lost and outta place,
Unfamiliar territory.
Would you give me a break,
You've done this more than me.
Its been an adventure, tell me bout it...
Its been a crazy ride, dont wanna think about it... sometimes.
You say you will, but then you won’t
Say you do and then you don’t
I’m running around in circles all the time
You tell me that you’re feeling low
Saying maybe I should go
Then the next minute you’re saying
You feel fine
It’s a catch twenty-two
Whenever I’m with you
I’m damned if I don’t
And damned if I do
I’m walking on eggshells
When I am with you
I can’t do right for doing wrong
You make the days so very long
It’s like I’m constantly trying
To swim against the tide
First a happy, then sad face
A simple word said out of place
Then suddenly it is 'pity poor me' time
It’s a catch twenty-two
Whenever I’m with you
I’m damned if I don’t
And damned if I do
I’m walking on eggshells
When I am with you
It doesn’t matter what I say or do
I’m always walking on eggshells
When I am with you.
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