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The Eccentric poet
The Eccentric poet
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Mar 19, 2026 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Time to give up?

I've never been a high achiever,
A drinker of champagne.
I was the disappointing daughter,
Always with far too much to say.

I never strived for a better a life,
To compete with me, was never known.
No goals or sunny dreams,
It was always safer here at home.

I don't want to do one better,
Going places, always on the phone.
I'm not your all out go getter,
I just want to be here on my own.

Your meds fail to fix me,
And I've listened to all you said.
How I should be up exploring the world,
Instead of 19 hours in bed.

I don't want to go to the gym,
Feeling humiliation and pain.
I don't want to paint your plant plots,
Or talk through trauma once again.

I don't want to work in a charity shop,
Selling on second hand, broken crap.
I don't want to meet others,
to socialise.
It's time for my usual afternoon nap.

My patience is long forgotten,
My silent scream is in a paper cup.
Thanks for taking an interest,
But it's now time for me to give up.

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Lichfield UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Oscar Wilde , Shakespeare , William Blake, Wilfred Owen, W. H Auden , Lewis Carroll , Philip Larkin

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Geezer

Geezer

1 month ago

Not a big fan of the theme...

but the idea is sound and the work is pretty good. Here a few ideas I have for this one. 

I've never been a high achiever,
[Didn't want to win the day.]             - trying to keep the rhyme and meter.
I was the disappointing daughter,
With far too much to say.

I never [strive] for a better life.

Your meds failed to fix me,
And I've listened to all you said.
How I should be exploring the world,
Without nineteen hours in bed.


I think that you should delete this stanza, it doesn't add anything to the poem.

[I've explored different places,
While tucked up in my bed.
I have worn many faces,
And been where angels fear to tread]..

If you really don't want to let this one go, try leaving it for one of the last stanzas.

I don't want to go to the gym,
Feel humiliation and pain.  -   delete the ing from feeling.
I don't want to paint your plant plots,
Or talk through trauma once again.

I don't want to work in a charity shop,
Selling second hand, and broken crap.
I don't want to meet others, socialize.
It's time for my little afternoon nap.

My patience is long forgotten,
My silent scream is in a paper cup.
Thanks for taking an interest,
And not letting me give up.   [I like this line so much better].

~ Geezer.

 

The Eccentric poet

The Eccentric poet

4 weeks ago

Thankyou

Thanks for taking an interest but it is time for me to give up, this is a poem about all the things others wanted to me to try to enjoy staying alive and none of it works, I've done everything they asked me to do and now it's time to go

The Eccentric poet

The Eccentric poet

1 week 3 days ago

Depression

Why does poetry have to be pretty? Most of my poems are about tough subjects because I've had a lot of trauma.

I write so those who have gone through what I have know they aren't alone, I don't write poetry Because it's cute.

R

Rita

1 week 3 days ago

I'm not implying poetry has to be "pretty" or "cute"

My comment itself is about the mental state-depression, not about your writing. Sorry if it led to a misinterpretation. I have no reason to question why one writes nor is it what my comment was meant to express.