Seeping

Seeping

A Poem by Laura Kate

Times like this the hate seeps in
coming up from deep within
questioning how'd it all begin
and how to escape 
from the tar I'm in

Wondering how it came to be
that life isn't what you dream
or imagined in even
the worst nightmares
myself is who I really scare 
I know what I am capable of
and also of what I'm not

deep breaths, deep breaths
its a temporary slog 
times change 
you'll be fine
dry your eyes
have some wine

life can be good
you'll enjoy it
you'll see
you'll meet someone
you won't be lonely 

and still it seeps 
from within my throat 
through my lungs 
down to my toes 

will anyone come 
to take it away
or is it I and me alone 
who plays this game.

© 2019 Laura Kate


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Surely you are not the only one playing such games (love how your poem ends with questioning). Your poem describes how I feel in so many areas of life (others will relate, too!) I'm bipolar & when I'm riding high, I fear my rage will seep in & ruin everything. With my heart smashed many times in a long life, distrust and fear seep in to spoil each new potential. I thought I could overcome this infernal seeping, but at age 63, I'm pretty sure it's getting worse & worse! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

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Laura Kate

5 Years Ago

Hi Margie! Thank you so much for reviewing this piece and for sharing your experience of this. I hea.. read more



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Sylvia Plath was much like this poem...even in her happiest moments...those would so quickly be replaced by her putting herself down angrily...hate can replace love in an instant.
if we let it...it is an awful game...but somehow we have to find a way to avoid becoming involved in it.
j.

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Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

5 Years Ago

I hadn't heard of Sylvia Plath before Jacob, but I am so interested and intrigued reading about her .. read more
Surely you are not the only one playing such games (love how your poem ends with questioning). Your poem describes how I feel in so many areas of life (others will relate, too!) I'm bipolar & when I'm riding high, I fear my rage will seep in & ruin everything. With my heart smashed many times in a long life, distrust and fear seep in to spoil each new potential. I thought I could overcome this infernal seeping, but at age 63, I'm pretty sure it's getting worse & worse! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

5 Years Ago

Hi Margie! Thank you so much for reviewing this piece and for sharing your experience of this. I hea.. read more

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Added on September 20, 2019
Last Updated on October 2, 2019
Tags: pain, abuse, relationship, narcissist, empaths, empathy, understanding, rage, temper, anger, poetry, prose, thoughts, passion

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Laura Kate
Laura Kate

United Kingdom



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