Short Dysphoric Poems

Say phantasmagoric:
your tongue feels euphoric!

Like some prehistoric,
on feeling dysphoric
over threats meteoric
got an upset pyloric
and downed paregoric.

Were the dino feels real
or is this allegoric?

When you see 'em, you know 'em
but this poem's sophomoric......

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Apathy’s paralyzation,
Iridescent indignation,
Steely eyed, grim concentration,
Ebullient, effuse elation,
Scheming klepto pilferation,
And dysphoric ideation
Drugs for every situation
Prescription proliferation
Pharmacological nation
Where’s my pills? Where in tarnation?...

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Desuetude
Written: by Miracle man
8/27/2019 

Yard tools, and I,
are in a state of desuetude.
This inactivity is responsible,
for my dysphoric mood.
But each day that I’m found,
in a vertical position.
I know God’s not ready,
to scrub my life’s mission.
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She
The word traps me
It crawls under my skin 
And suffocates my mind
She
The word cries with me
It steals my confidence
And takes my will 
She
The word is not me
It’s known with a different heart
Called to a different mind
She
The word they call
The one they know
But she will never be me...

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feelings that died
or got buried too deep
a dysphoric heart
that is left to weep

a mind that is numb
from the games that were played
a spirit that is shattered
a soul that is grey

no answers that come
to the question "why?"
or the reason you left
which I try to deny

file it  away
like the others before
a window will open
behind this slammed door...

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Have you ever woken up asking "whats the point" 
Tired of daily life
Desperate for a change
Music doesn't seem to please anymore
Nights when sleep seems tiresome 
Days that seem to never end
I just need a switch
Not necessarily something major
People's questions hit my ear drums exasperatedly
I have a dysphoric mood
Nothing seems to please me
Everything seems exhausting 
People seem to be missing from my life
Just me and my insanity in this silent room...

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I am the mind disturbed that thinks it’s well
euphoria surfs, dysphoric swells
perfect storm before the cresting wave
felled the confidence of the brave

I am the liar that catfished hope
Stole from a random heart that couldn’t cope
Love leaps, faith jumps, joy follows
Suicide upon the maddened rocks below

I am all the tears that fell
Abide in the hidden depths of sorrows well
I am the fire that burns up all your dreams
Dying light of fallen stars and moonbeams...

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In fear of not hurting anyone,
I suffer the most in my life.
All those who have come, have gone on their time;
and here I'm and my poetry trying to survive.
After all the day's desires and dilemmas when I find mine,
I hear a sob asking, "is that all you deserve?"
a dysphoric counters me each time.
Like a speechless victim of trauma, I try to find the answer on the wall
gazing for a long long time.
that even eternity forgets to be immortal
and I forget to feel sublime....

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