Sierra Mazzucca's Poetry site
A collection of poems
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I Wonder why your system doesn’t want our chords twisted. I say trust the science. Or at least keep faith as a close mistress. Remember the system Inside of you will take care of your needs. Like the hypothalamus produces lust out of security. Its not love, it’s a mental urge to reproduce with me.…
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Anxiety used to paralyze me. For many years, I allowed it to set my table and sit head of seat. I would have anger prepare the cuisine, with recipes straight from regrets book of suffering. Resentment help make the dessert and coffee, both made from sadness; bitter sweet. I never could get through a dinner…
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I’m sure there is a strike going on inside of me. My subconscious is keeping my feelings and thoughts locked in my minds lobby. This must be a self-safety precaution or something. But it’s getting a little overcrowded. All my thoughts are touching. I see them enter, but they never seem to make it to…
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You see me when you want to Hear me when you choose to Only like me when convenient for you But my heart isn’t a convenience thrift store You get to rummage through Funny little men So you picked me up and Thought if you’d treat me to a dinner then, My body you’d get…
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Fix the system not the symptoms. I thought that’s what I was doing when I would attend my sessions with Mr. M. at 1pm. Take the dosage as Mr. F. recommends. Meditate then write, read and say positive affirmations, daily. Journal about fears, regrets and hesitations. I thought I was rewiring the program, resetting the…
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I woke up in excruciating pain, drenched in sadness the other day. So as one would I tried to locate the cause of this hurt, that I could not claim. It was not a familiar feeling, so I could not give it a name. I took 5 deep breaths and on the 5th exhale I…
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There have been moments in my life where the lights are on but, I’m not home. And most the time you’d never know. As the landscaping is manicured to the T. So no one questions regarding my internal upkeep. Which is why external beauty is an essential need for me to further deceive. Because if…
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Most times I can’t process a thought quick enough when I am up, and that’s when things start to build up. They conveniently pop up when I am in bed, trying to close my eyes for a night’s rest. They are all up, congregating ,smoking cigs in a circle, all in full conversation. While Working…
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I was in the mirror more times than not. It’s Iike I was trying to find a reflection I had lost. Which is weird because most of my life, I disliked the image in the mirror that I saw. I swore at myself quite a lot. I even cried to GOD why he continues to…
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Reoccurring episodes when my spirit and mind, are in fight or flight. I recognize and identify in moments where I feel completely blank inside. It’s my body’s way of reminding me to unplug, just take a break. Things are overloading, I need to mentally and spiritually escape. Detach and let go of everything, especially from…
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