Looking after ourselves
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06-07-2019 09:10 PM
06-07-2019 09:10 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
nightmares
hallucinations
part of my life
but just in my head
abuse
destruction and war
part of my life
but just in the past
numbness
detached and alone
part of my life
but not in the past
questions
of reasons to live
part of my life
part of my now
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07-07-2019 06:37 AM
07-07-2019 06:37 AM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
I'm tired of dealing with the daily grind, because it is truly wearing me down, and it has truly gotten the better of my mind; i can sense and feel that my body is suffering, and my mind, is desperately trying to deal, with it. But unfortunately, the suffering never goes away, it simply goes on and on.
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07-07-2019 09:08 PM
07-07-2019 09:08 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
A soft breeze gently rustles the trees and bushes
cools down my skin
the sun is rising and peaking through grey clouds
turning the clouds all kinds of orange pink and red
sunrays on my skin
kookaburras laugh and finches break the silence
silence in my heart
the sand is soft and cool, my feet sink every step
the ocean waves crash against the rocks on the beach
a child, maybe 4 or 5, sitting in the sand, quietly
a child hugging itself and gently rocking in the sand
its not me I scream, I don’t want to know
i turn around, blood rushing through my head
making me numb
losing touch
not me
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11-07-2019 09:20 AM
11-07-2019 09:20 AM
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I saw you from a distance
And hoped someday we'd meet
As time went by so slowly
I turned in my defeat
A tiny child so fearful
I thought I'd hold you close
Then you shared your secrets
The ones that hurt the most
Feelings rushed around me
Anger I have found
The gentle voice
I thought you'd hear
Instead is filled with fear
I got it wrong...so wrong
It's hard to see the child in me
Still caught up in a fight
It's hard to see the child in me
Can never get it right
Blame goes on
Blame goes on
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13-07-2019 10:04 PM
13-07-2019 10:04 PM
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Emerald green grass lush under my bare feet
Gentle breeze caressing my damp blonde hair
Sun in my eyes make me blink to keep pace
With my friends playing footsie in formation
Happiness
Pleasure
Beige polyester carpet rough under my bare feet
Eerie silence blasting through my lively home
Ghostly shadows at the window arm in arm
My father holding my mother in unfamiliar way
Stillness
Confusion
Bright coloured posters not animating my room
Soft summer blanket feeling rigid icy on my bed
Lines of devastation replacing my father’s smile
Words unthinkable in shocked revelation, war
Blindness
Turmoil
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13-07-2019 10:36 PM
13-07-2019 10:36 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
@Former-Member Loved your last 2 posts on this thread and the earlier poems and
The Beach
and The Mountains Part 1 &2
Your words and images are tempered well and mean a lot to me.
Hugs @Former-Member
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15-07-2019 02:04 PM
15-07-2019 02:04 PM
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when life loses colour and all goes dark
when i feel again how my life fell apart
when emotions are too big to running free
when my head is hurting like i hit a tree
when i sit at my desk and am lost in my pain
when all I learnt and practiced seems in vain
when the world expects me to accept my past
when i'm scared to death that nothing will last
when i bury my head under my doona in bed
when the pain's so intense i feel dead in my head
when i feel all alone and like i can't share my pain
when i see no other way out but to suffer again
i drown in my past
i'm told it won't last
there are no more tears
just feelings and fears
i don't want to feel i want to feel numb
i'm being told feeling numb is dumb
i'm being told I need to feel to heal
then there's no one there when i feel
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15-07-2019 05:09 PM
15-07-2019 05:09 PM
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15-07-2019 10:15 PM
15-07-2019 10:15 PM
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@eudemonism Sorry to hear the stuff you're dealing with at the moment is so tough. Would putting some of it into writing help your mind to deal with it, do you think? Sometimes sharing private worries, and even the daily grind, can help to lessen the impact of that which wears us down in isolation. Thinking of you.
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16-07-2019 08:35 AM
16-07-2019 08:35 AM