#does this count as suppressing (actual question)

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lost robin
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How do I not suppress my emotions??

There is times i convict my worries
To silence and i imprison the convicted.
A cage within the mind? You’er conflicted.
Since for them you’d rather be on your knees,
Your pitiful behavior allows them a chance,
A chance to stay until you confront,
Don’t you think yours is a long and tiring dance?
Well you treat this like a treasure hunt.

Locked behind bars but their whispers,
Haunt me throughout the day
At random scenes, random pictures
Of life they show but they pay,
A true visit at night, their act injures,
My soul, thats all that ill say.

I can hear your whimpering.
But you wont hear mine,
I keep it up all during the morning,
Till i see the moon shine,
Thats when im not controlling,
My act of being disgustingly fine.

You see, this technique I explained…
Its not much of a wonderful hack.
You wont realizes all the thoughts contained
Until it spills all over your sheets stained black.

I always feared the night,
My prisoners escaped when I tried to sleep,
They started to fight.
But the next morning the keys were deep,
Deep in my pocket one more…

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@runic umbra
@autumn rapids
@gaunt moss
@arctic bone

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@oblique herald

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@uneven wolf
@arctic bone
@stiff briar

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@arctic bone

arctic bone
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honestly

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felt

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i wrote something similar but mine was more of a verge on a breakdown thing

lost robin
lost robin
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Btw I swear next poem is not gonna be about my wa wa wa feelings 🙏

arctic bone
hard sequoiaBOT
arctic bone
lost robin
hard sequoiaBOT
oblique herald
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This is fire

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And yes, it counts. But it's ok.

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Last stanza is the highlight

lost robin
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Ayy thanksss

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Love suppressing stuff ✌️✌️✌️

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Not opressing tho cuz thats bad👎

uneven wolf
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The imagery of imprisoning worries and locking them behind bars is so powerful, painting emotions not as something to be processed, but as something forcibly contained, only for them to haunt you when you’re most vulnerable.

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The last stanza is the most chilling.

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This poem feels like both a cry for help and a quiet confession.

frozen phoenixBOT
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*This poem feels like

both a cry for help and a

quiet confession.*

uneven wolf
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And maybe the answer to your question—how do I not suppress my emotions?—is hidden within your own words.

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Because you already did it.

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You let them out in this poem.

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And that’s a start.