Poetry Challenge: An Unstructured Poem

My Big Fat Mouth

Sometimes—I wish I could lay it all out on the table.
All my troubles.
All my opinions.
All my elation.

Then, I start to think about the implications,
and it stops me from saying anything at all—sometimes.

Will there ever be a time of peace for me? 
Before I die. 
I do not know. 

Will there be someone who finds me irreplaceable?
And shows it...

Will there ever be that kiss making me want to stop talking?

Just when I think I know my own worth,
I think about living a companion-less life.
And my heart jumps into my throat
nearly strangling me with tears
And fears

Why does validation come from someone else?

Why am I so weak?

I wish I didn't need to talk so much 
when my heart hurts
I feel like I burden everyone around me
when I let my big, fat mouth run

running like a leaky faucet 
pleading to be shut off



*This piece of writing is dedicated to my superfriend, BFF, best friend Melissa. I hope I was able to scratch the surface of the lofty goal of writing a poem unbound by rules and expectations.  

**It is also dedicated to anyone who has been kind enough to (happily) put up with the ever-running motor of my mouth.

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3 comments:

  1. I like it...probably more than anything you've ever written. You should break the rules more often! ;)

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  2. Thank you sooo much for posting this poem!!! It was exactly what I needed to read because it's exactly how I've been feeling lately.

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  3. I am so pleased that it reached you. I write from experience and the heart. always.

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