bad choices

bad choices

A Poem by hypochondrita
"

I tend to make a lot of those.

"
Be suspicious of your claims when you think a decision was easy to make.
Your instincts are making a fool out of you.
Every scenario comes with a profit,
Every scenario comes with a price.
Doing the math is supposed to take time.

I don't think a lot before I act
and that messes with my head
Everything's good
Everything's fine
until I realise it's never what I wanted
So I run or I hide.
So far, it's okay
I always managed to escape
but one of these days
it might be too late.

You can't help me, but you try.

I can.

I don't.

I try putting it on paper.
It's supposed to help.

It does.

Temporary relief.
To change the conditions that cause my frustration
is much harder to achieve.

So it comes back.
Every time.
Stronger than before,
because now it also carries the power
my new found hope once wore.
Like a serial killer
who takes home a part of his kills
ignoring the danger they may represent
just for the sake of the thrill.
 

© 2018 hypochondrita


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Very nicely written message in there.

Posted 5 Years Ago


wow what a strong message here, thanks for entering this great piece of work into my poetry comp good luck

Posted 5 Years Ago


I believe we need to challenge life. Attempt great and wild things. I agree with your thoughts and I liked the ending. A life without thrills? A boring life. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago


touching write,mistakes we make especially with love

Posted 5 Years Ago


Especially loved your second verse
I can relate to that
Well written great powerful words

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on May 27, 2018
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