Trystin Delay


Life Is An Instigator - Poem by Trystin Delay

All of my fears and anxieties,
Enjoy to coax and haunt me.
I'll try to cry or sleep them away,
But it all seems to grow worse everyday.
Nothing helps,
And nothing can fix,
Life's annoying quirks.
All I can seem to do,
Is box my emotions in little crates.
When I fill them as high as they will go,
This eventually causes my top to blow.
Like Mount St. Helens,
I hurt others,
Just as much as I hurt myself.
Then I hate myself,
For hurting others,
Because I am unstable.
Then I cry ashes.
This is the only way I can clean my slate.
For you have to destroy something,
Before you can make it great.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem today. (July 22,2013) I wrote it because it seems that all my worst fears and biggest problems are forming now. After a full year of counseling my most traumatizing experiences are begging now. You learn valuable lessons as a teen. Something I like t share through my writing. If I don't talk about it, then who's going to tell my story?

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  • Gold Star - 45,279 Points Gajanan Mishra (7/22/2013 9:51:00 PM)

    I cry ashes, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013


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