A poetry piece on how it feels to be in debt or to have a massive problem that you’ve been hiding..

These complications are endless

The lies stretch on and on

You tell yourself one thing

While logic is verily gone-


Shattering like glass

Like a bottle of fizzing soda

Stomach churning with nausea

As if in a sports Toyota-


Sporting bruises and vomit

Aching from side to side

Just shoot me I’m losing it

There’s nowhere to hide-


My mind is in a rumble

My reasoning disarray

Please help my sanity

My world is turning gray-


I can’t breathe I’m suffocating

I’m crying bloody tears.

Is there anyone out there to hear me?

Nope, not even my peers.


I can barely breathe

I can hardly think

My nervousness is spilling

Right into a sink-


Just pop the cap off

It won’t even take a shake

Out will spew the truth

Exposing the fake.


The pain is overriding

I’m as nervous as can get-

Please end this queasiness

Before I start to fret.

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  • Borneon on Jan 17, 2010

    You said it, being in debt is not a good feeling

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