Long Hyperventilate Poems

One more time, I must reiterate one more time
that I'm not complaining
I'm for once trying to find the bright side 
of this inflatable balloon called life
with a glass half full point of view 
but my...

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I can’t make it, I can’t make it
I’m dying without any of my loved ones around me
Becky can you drive any faster
Hit the gas already
My chest is caving in, I feel like I can’t breathe
I...

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Have You Ever

Had dreams about your
Past so vivid and real
You woke up and
Thought you were back there

Have You Ever

Panicked at the thought 
Of  Setting Foot Outside
Even Though You Know That
You're Perfectly Safe

Have You Ever

Felt...

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My chest feels heavy.
My shoulders are rising up to my ears.
All I did was think about the future.
Even if I had thought of anything else-
The present,
The past,
The only thing left that I can feel is...

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It’s in the dictionary: disambiguate.
It reminds me of Bush’s misrememberate,
a word that always makes me hyperventilate
and sometimes even makes me discombobulate.
They’re words for those who want to circumambulate
proven facts. Politicians overcompensate

with sesquipedalians to overcompensate
for ideas...

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today is the day 
to change my ways
and drown in the waves 
where my soul wades and waits
for my sinful traits 
to lay in the waste
of a bed i made
and destructively played

as PRAISE
led to a...

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I look at the world through my lazy eye,
It's more unfocused than it seems,
I cross my heart and hope to die,
My life is higher than my dreams.

I pick and scratch to urge my brain,
To separate...

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Talking heads 
will give you their attached credentials
with solemn aplomb

And it’s plenty hyphen proof long

They’ll make unlearned eyes gasp
at their hyped expertise

Get simpler minds to hyperventilate,
as their lower rack thoughts 
common sense overheat

Everyday, mundane pondering
takes...

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How much of fate is shaped for us at birth-
   how much is figured to be circumstance?
A story now I share with you has worth
   to show life may not be...

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His name was Brett,
and sitting me in his hot seat
I felt a little anxious,
as I writhed and wiggled,
wanting to escape,
all the while trying
not to hyperventilate...
He proceeded to interrogate me
with a bright light in my face,
asking...

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“I’ll join you for dinner, meet me by the bar at 8 o’clock” 
He recounted her saying this as she walked in the door late
His eyes lit up intensely when he saw her enter the...

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He will make everything fabulous
Wait and see
He has a way of doing things
He knows what needs to be done first
And every step thereafter
He knows how to do things
Plan things and make things to come
We don’t...

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I see what's happening today,
hate's routinely put on display.
It seems like things changed overnight,
and lately, the world doesn't feel right.
A smidgen of truth, spiced with lies;
fake news makes my blood pressure rise.
And I'm more frightened...

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I hear your screaming, 
So I begin to shake
And hyperventilate.
I ask myself why I made such a mistake.
You get closer and closer,
With a baseball bat at hand. 
‘Baby, I’m sorry for what I did, 
But...

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We were in the upper region of the Artic.
It was cold; our breaths were recorded in the atmosphere
I was huffing and puffing as I climbed.
Shh! Our guide said.
I could not help it; I am an...

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With macabre-like fear, I fret as Death glides near,
     all too near! And in my ears, buried deep,
ticks a ghostly tick-tock—it's all I hear
     (so deep, deep...

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Why would I want to be in love?
It makes you sweat, overheat, 
And hyperventilate. 
It creates major heart issues 
That stay with you for years.
It costs too much money 
When you try to keep it...

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He looks at me
Thinking he never did anything wrong
I see him day after day
what he did to me comes rushing back into my mind
He's oblivious 
He scarred me
I can't help but fell the need to...

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When I shun my meds or refuse to sleep
I take on a dark aspect first and hear
a ghost-like clock tick-tocking in my ear
as if from a morbid place buried deep
in the recesses of my troubled...

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