Pistanthrophobia

I can't talk to anyone,

no I'm not dumb.

I can't feel anything,

no I'm not numb.

I don't wave a "Hi",

I never say goodbye.

I can't let my eyes contact,

I don't want to look pretty,

I just want to know new facts.

Because I can't let this happen again to me,

my past speaks for me,

my present doesn't exist,

furthermore, my future is destroyed.

I'm afraid of trusting people,

I have pistanthrophobia.

It doesn't matter now,

they killed my soul,

only my body lives.

Reviews

[Elmarie]

Hi
Great work by the way to get this out in the way you did. It would have been great having an authors note so as to know something more. It seems this person wishes to be translucent and almost not be visible. I can so relate to this on some level. But I don't think I can honestly say, I have suffered from pistanthrophobia.
I did a little edit suggestion as It might make your poem read smoother. three things:
1. Caps i'm to I'm.
2. added is to "my future is destroyed."
3. broke to poem into verses.

Blessings
El

I can't talk to anyone,
no I'm not dumb.
I can't feel anything,
no I'm not numb.

I don't wave a "Hi",
I never say goodbye.
I can't let my eyes contact,
I don't want to look pretty,
I just want to know new facts.

Because I can't let this happen again to me,
my past speaks for me,
my present doesn't exist,
furthermore, my future is destroyed.

I'm afraid of trusting people,
I have pistanthrophobia.
It doesn't matter now,
they killed my soul,
only my body lives.

[iamshadowine]

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing it! :) yes i need to correct those little mistakes :)

[Elmarie]

You are welcome :)

[Pete]

Very good expression of betrayal. The hurt comes through. Nicely done!

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

This is superbly written and is an amazing short piece. The sadness that is hidden in your words is full of emotion and feeling. One doesn't need to understand this poem because he can feel it easily- and this makes it a wonderful poem. Keep writing.

[iamshadowine]

Thank you very much

[Aswin R Prasad]

I'm certainly afraid of trusting people 'cuz I've gotten my trust broken more times than I can count.
I relate to this write at some areas and I guess I have pistanthrophobia. xD You never know.

Good write. Keep writing.

[iamshadowine]

Thank you very much

[jusstuf]

I had to find the definition of pistanthrophobia. I surely have experienced this in my life that caused me to become a hermit to the female population. Not so much now!

With this poem like the use of couplets and tercets to give the excellent poem a powerful read.

You have brought forth some very intense feelings. I like this a lot!

[iamshadowine]

Thanks a lot

[12.09am]

WOW, you have true talent! Felt a connection to this piece as i have experienced moments such as these myself, beautifully composed and written!

[iamshadowine]

thank you so much!!

[Zaliodir]

Honestly, I read this poem because I didn't know what pistanthrophobia was. I was not disappointed by this poem as it is extremely amazing. You cut right to the heart of how it feels. Thanks for a great read. =)

[iamshadowine]

thank you :)

[FaeryQueen]

i dont understand this feeling i get after reading this poem. is it my curiosity? thank you for peaking my interest. i have been in hiatus for a while now and i needed this.

[Carolynn]

When one thinks there is no future, or that there is no way they can survive the struggles they've already gone through then the mind takes over and produces what you have written here - so well done at portraying the power the mind has over people....however I am always the optimist who feels anyone can change their circumstances simply by choosing to. When all hope is gone - just choose to carry on :) another great poem from you. I think I would agree with Elmarie on breaking it into verses as suggested otherwise great job!

[iamshadowine]

thank you!!

[Emily]

Awesome poem!!
Keep it up!!

[iamshadowine]

thank you :D

[FJ Davis]

To me, the most horrifying line: "my past speaks for me."
Given that philosophy, no improvement is possible. Personal evolution ceases.
A "dead soul"--though not literally true--becomes a virtual reality.
Dark stuff, S!

[iamshadowine]

thank you :D

[Ana Papaya]

I have learned a new word! :)
Very moving and painful voice in this poem.

[iamshadowine]

thank you so much :D