Nauseous (Poetry)

Émotions * #Artistsupportpledge, Drawing by eza-drawart | Artmajeur

Nauseous from all the sour men I’ve eaten

Understanding my belly more because of them it’s deepened

Watching others cope by cutting while I watch the blood seeping

Tired from this nod spend all my time sleeping

I’ve been confused, panicked and afflicted

Poor me another so I become estranged and addicted

Lady Sings the Blues was my song

Tryna’ wait on God but He seems to take too long

Dancing would have been nice if it wouldn’t have sickened my brain

Spirituality gone wild need a lion trainer to tame

Moonless nights and sunless days

So she plays

And she played

And he paid

Running from her Shadow Knights turning into days

And he stays

Then he strays

So she prays

An evil trick left me sick nervous click felt time tick

Took me days and days till Dawn the universe spinning there’s no Harmony lost in my yawn


And so I wait

For the universe to deal me a better hand

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    1. Hi Mr. Matthew, my cup was so full I felt like I was about to overflow, had to release and what better way than to write. Thank you, your comments always bring a smile to my face (:

  1. Powerful imagery! This reminds me very much of the first five years after my divorce – the sour men I’d eaten. After those first five years, God gave me a five-year break from anything romantic. I needed that time to heal, honor and love myself. When I was ready, I was dealt a better hand. I hope the same happens for you when the time is right. Trust the timing. ❤

    1. Lessons, we need time to heal after divorce, separation and breakups, in my case death, people don’t get that part always hasty to jump back into a relationship, running from the hurt I guess, I’m guilty of it. With maturity I’ve learned to allow myself time to simmer and cool. I kissed a lot of frogs and found my prince, he passed 12/13/20 of covid. I miss him, I’m giving myself time, I pray to love again but it may take years, my heart is still with my husband. Thanks for your self disclosure and visiting, please come again. Happy Good Friday ❤

      1. I’m very sorry about the passing of your prince. Thank you for letting me know. I hope you can feel his love and God’s love too. These are the loves that last forever. It’s good that you’re taking your time. Enjoy the blessings along the way. Happy Easter!

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