I had the glass completely full
But it had a crack in it
So water spilt out
Now you see how I view life
I had pasteurized liquid in a cartoon
But it spilt over
So my eyes are gaining moisture
I am pessimistic and an emotional wreck
Learning how to plow a field in the digital age
What am I really going to learn?
Except that I am like a cactus in Colorado
Traffic is moving
But there are tons of cars in front
I got your message
But I am too apathetic to respond back
I have a Valentine’s heart in my chest
But it’s too flat to pump blood
I sometimes have a Newton brain
But sometimes it’s too eccentric to maintain order
I am so alone…
© Carly Wiggins 2017
How does this poem resonate with you? Can you relate? Please share your thoughts with me. 🙂
Following other writers on here, reading their poetry, their stories, their triumphs, their failures, help me to not feel alone in this writing world
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Superb piece of poetry, Carly. Great poem.
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Love the title and the poem. Awesome, Carly!
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Putting pen on paper has helped me a great deal. I think writing helps us to re-align our thought processes. Writing is not for professional writers only. It can be beneficial for all of us, because it can potentially be therapeutic. One of the most powerful parts of therapy is cultivating the ability to observe our thoughts and feelings, and that’s what writing helps us do. I enjoyed reading your poetry.
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Of course I can relate. I’ve had those days. I’ve had ALL of that in one day hahaha :):):) But we just have to keep on moving forward, trusting that God has a plan for us, spilt milk, tears, cracked glass, and all :):) Wonderful piece Carly 🙂
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