Trust Issues
Moving on.
Maslowâs hierarchy of needs
But how can you reach Self-actualisation?
Without esteem.
Could not it be different,
I sigh as if you are listening.
Oh no.
Turn off the radio.
Shut me out.
Padlock and chain.
And barbed wire.
Socially distance,
The awkward issues,
The power vacuums.
Of old friends and outliers.
Well. Travel back over 7 seas.
To memories and distant dreams.
Of my band of outcasts. Who really believed in me.
I still see their faces.
One`s in the Airforce, but frustrated with himself since he was seven, it stuck.
One`s an engineer, we got bitten by the same bug.
One`s still trying to fit in with the cool kids, he did not want to be different with me.
One`s an artist, who is struggling to draw her way out of the anti-homosexual bullies.Â
I still love them all.
Others, well they just went poof, as many friends do.
But once upon a time, together we flew.
 So anti-popular we were popular.
So carefree, we cared for each other.
Bounce back after bounce back.
Until life broke us apart.
So, Angus.
So, Cam
So, Alex.
Do you understand?
I never crucified myself to protect who I am.
I`m too altruistic.
Jigsaws do not always fit.
And likewise and kiteâs fly.
I`m happier without you.
The Fish of the Sea.
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Comments
Excellent poetry, sometimes people just float away, fear, regret, thoses voices that won't leave. Do we really know, are we really friends, who are we but atoms and atoms never touch.Â
Take it easy, love and light.Â
Wow so very deep, thanks so much Gerard, glad you enjoyed my work. Really, your words mean a lot. Wishing you calm waters also, kind regards, The Fish of the Sea.
Deep powerful thoughtful words Max...excellent X
Thank you so much, Marion! Hugs and calm waters to you. Your friend Max
Any poem that kicks off with Maslow's five basic human needs already has me captivated.
And a poem of memories of friends and tells us how things change in life and the myriad of thoughts, Max, it is like watching time fly how well you have expressed things and life's junctures and left their mark.
Thanks for writing and sharing a thought provoking of time of life snapshot emotion poem.
Five stars and pinned.
Thanks again Max, your friend Shaun.
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Wow, truly Shaun, thanks so much for your comments, I haven't replied to them all yet!! ;). I`m really glad that this poem expressed its message the way I intended! So thanks!!! Sometimes, I feel as if my poetry can get a little misconstrued or come off as offensive. Really relived that wasn't the case. Smiles to you my generous friend. I`ll have a look at your private message too!
Max, don't worry about replying for I'm the late reply master!!
And just a quick heads up that earlier today I upped Pandora's Jar which is only part 1 which you might enjoy and dedicated to your good self, for you enjoy the frenetic paced ones.
Part 2 in about a week or so when I find my scribbles.
Hang in there Max and all the best
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I read it and it was awesome Shuan!!
Nice to hear you narrate.Â
Ahhh thanks so much Liliana! I know this ones a bit more personal than my usual writes... thanks so much for your support.
Ok this seems paradoxical a bit in places, and creatively expressed. Interesting how you recall where you friends are. I liked the crucified line and the padlock chain stanza. Kudos!!
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Thanks so much! And cheers for the Kudos. Seems so long since we butted heads, over something trivial... I'm sorry for arguing my friend.... welcome back!!
Incredible poetry. I really enjoyed this piece, the meaning deep and multifaceted, the flow was great and I loved it. Well done Max. Love and light
Thanks so much Shelley, yes out of all my writes, this one sits most personal with me. I am really glad you enjoyed it. Thanks so much for your support. Peace and calm waters to you.
Oh wow oh wow, this piece really spoke to me. Feeling let down by people you have invested emotionally into.I pinned it because itâs one I can read again and again. I felt empowered by the end of it. Some people enter our lives only to teach us something. Then poof they are gone. Like a fleeting breeze. You nailed it with this piece. Great writing đâ¨
How true this is Gwen! Thanks so much for your really touching comments, and yes, this one, unlike many of my writes sits deep within me. I like to keep distant from my identity, but in this one, I just had to share some truth. I`m really thrilled that you resonate with this one. Makes my day that I`m not alone in the troubles I faced. But hey, you know what they say; "We must all move on eventually". And this write, I guess, is a way of moving on. Again thanks so much for your comments. They made my day!
Well then Max, thatâs my prize, I made your day. Nothing more rewarding than uplifting another in some way.Â
youâre a good writer. I donât blame you treading gingerly through life. My name isnât GwenÂ
I am glad you found writing this piece helpful. Writing has always been my goto place to make sense of my thinkingÂ
Thanks for sharing something more personal. I am sure many will read it in time, and feel grateful to know you understood themÂ
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take care and keep writing. I plan to read more of your work. Oh and thank goodness the internet spat out my poem in that shuffleÂ
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Ahh, thanks so much,Â
But may I call you Gwen?
Truly your words mean so much. Everyone on Cosmos has been really supportive in my journey! Kudos again!
Max
Max of course you can call me Gwen. What I meant was, Gwendoline is a pseudo name. Not my real name. I stay hidden tooÂ
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Excellent Max!
I can relate, not so much as a youngster but presently, I find, I lose a lot of I so-called friends & family because I wonât go along, be silent. But at this age Iâm wise enough like you to know that they arenât very good friends or distant neighbors...
This line...."Do you understand?
I never crucified myself to protect who I am.
I`m too altruistic."...
was SO GOOD...reminded me of this line in Sinatraâs "My Way"...
"For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself then he has naught
Not to say the things that he truly feels
And not the words of someone who kneels
Let the record shows I took all the blows and did it my way"
Really good writing Max,
back in my teens I was a peace loving hippie along with many of my peers...
jump forward to today, many of these folks are unrecognizable, yes, they look different, but itâs not their appearance thatâs changed as much as their ideals, then you realize, they just go along to get along, of course thatâs NOT US!!
Bill
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Awwww what a comment Bill! I feel honored. Its touching that you compared me to Sinatra! Amazing. I think that in a way we can all relate that all our teens changed us, for the better or worse. But that doesn't matter, what matters is we keep moving forward am I right? ;) glad you like it and again thank you, for your words mean more than my words can say. Also sorry I have already introduced myself to you before! Cosmo just gets so busy. So kudos for being so kind . Your friend MaxÂ
Okay Max, this is gonna be short, sweet and very much to the point sir .. Your "Trust Issues" is nothing short of brill and I aint talking fish neitherÂ
Neville :)
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XD, you make me smile Neville. Thank you so much. This write (I guess like most of mine) was so very personal to me. You`ve made my day~ Really, it means a whole deal for coming back to comment on this one. Thank you, once again. Max~
You are so bloomin welcome & deserving in my most humble opinion .. N :)