Learned Helplessness
irrational thoughts, maybe,
but they dance,
and lead me under duress,
i then wonder if self diagnosis
is just really learned helplessness
Tag: wordplay
Friend of Foe – Written Tuesday 20th February 2024 (Aged 48)
who am i,
friend or foe
will my imaginary friend
every really let go
Disrupted – Written Thursday 11th April 2024 (Aged 49)
what are you hoping to achieve
by stirring up hate
why is nihilism,
so tied to your fate
Yesterday – Written February 2024 (Aged 48)
there is no point in looking for yesterday,
it has come and gone,
and the only imprint left is that of memories
Scribbled My Name – Written Monday 19th February 2024 (Aged 48)
scribbled my name
and i spent years of my life
doubling down in shame
Turning Over The Leaves – Written Saturday 16th March 2024 (Aged 49)
i have always been an autumn
turning over the leaves
my self esteem and self view,
as thick as thieves
Lenses Are in Short Supply – Written Monday 11th March 2024 (Aged 49)
a world,
without eyes
or just one view,
taught to them,
sat upon a pew
Tell Me About Love – Written Friday 16th February 2024 (Aged 48)
i see some people standing by
licking an ice cream,
who can we be,
in this semi fictional world
What Do You See? – Written Friday 16th February 2024 (Aged 48)
mired in complex structures and verse
i am in those places,
in spite of…
not because of…
Sprawled on the Floor – Written Thursday 11th April 2024 (Aged 49)
my belief systems lays down in the landing
i always hope,
people are understanding
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