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Shoes on the Wrong Feet: “Loving You, Losing Me” — Podcast Season 1, Episode 7

Spoken word poetry by Kiana Jimenez.

Season 1, Episode 7 of the Poetic Bipolar Mind podcast is live: “Loving You, Losing Me,” a poem about loving someone so completely that you lose yourself in the giving.

Loving you felt like shoes on the wrong feet,
Every step is unsteady, an incomplete beat.
I could still move, but something felt wrong,
A rhythm off-key in a broken song.

Loving you felt like the wrong side of the bed,
Each morning heavy, a fog in my head.
The sun would rise, but I couldn’t see,
The weight of frustration consuming me.

Loving you felt like living alone,
Sharing space, yet my heart turned to stone.
Hours of silence, a ghost by my side,
Your presence forgotten; my loneliness amplified.

Loving you felt like pouring too deep,
Draining my soul, no strength left to keep.
I gave you my all, down to the last drop,
Yet the cup stayed empty, and I couldn't stop.

Loving you felt like gasping for air,
Anxiety gripping, a breathless despair.
My lungs collapsed under love’s cruel sting,
An endless fall without a wing.

Loving you felt like signing my death,
I’d give my last heartbeat, my final breath.
Like Juliet longing for Romeo’s embrace,
I would have died to be loved in your space.

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