Trippin

PoetrypoemWords On A Page
Written By Zachary Phillips
 

My days are slippin
I be trippin
Over myself
Over my words
Sentimental thoughts
I’m mental
Mental state
Lost forms abate
Can’t wait
I overcompensate
I’m lost
Searching for you
Looking for new
A preview in lieu of success
I’m a mess
Such stress
Much duress,
Brain’s compressed,
Into something different
I’m indifferent
Maleficent
A power against the world
Against myself
I’m self-destructive
Creative in chaos
Constructive in harm
Persuasive self-pity
I be trippin
This day be slippin
Now I’m lippin
My thoughts
Onto paper
No sense
Just nonsense
A flow
A recompense
From the memories
From the pain

This poem is from the book Words On A Page

 
Zachary Phillips

Zachary Phillips is a counselor, coach, meditation instructor, author, and poet. He helps entrepreneurs, spiritualists, and survivors identify and release the limiting beliefs that no longer serve. With compassion and insight, he supports them as they navigate dark nights of the soul and find peace, guiding them from surviving to passionately thriving using tips, tools, and techniques that enable them to process the past, accept the present, and embrace the future with positivity and purpose. Zachary is also a qualified teacher, personal trainer, Reiki master, and is currently studying a Master of Counseling.

https://www.zachary-phillips.com
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