Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[Maggie]

Silent screams

That go unheard

Words to hard to speak

So loud within the heart and soul

May sound so very weak

A tear may fall

A body slump

Weight too hard to bear

Expressed in songs and other ways

Often in a prayer

When strength is drained

All hope is gone

Too weak to even try

Yet masks remain 

To hide the pain

Still clothed in endless shame

[Former-Member]

there is a bed in the room

the walls are white

a window on one side

that doesn’t open

a night table

a desk

a chair

a cupboard with

magnetic coat hangers

light coloured

fake wooden furniture

a bedside lamp

a set of sockets 

a set of switches

light switches

a nurse call button

the carpet is grey

a light coloured curtain

sections off the room

no door

my shoes are 

on the floor

my head rests 

on the pillow

i see myself

can’t feel myself 

how did i 

end up 

in here

again

[Faith-and-Hope]

💜 @Former-Member ..... hearing you.

[Daughterdid]

@Silenus...wow...that was powerful and profound first post there. So true (Remember, remember, the fifth of November.. 😉)

[Daughterdid]

Dilapidate

Patchwork pieces

fall off the roof,

sifting through the ceiling,

a rust snow.

Behind the door

a creature awake

watching shadows grow

and loom and decline.

Through a widening hole

in the floor flows the cold

of Unknown;

the numbness will pass

and resolve turn to stone.

Wallpaper war

against the brightening

of halflight; pulling away

with a smearing of leaves,

debris trail

phosphorescing in the 

atmosphere,

separation of

foliage

soil

air.

Crouched on decaying carpet

scrying the night alone,

patchwork heaven

a puzzlemaze of blues

eyes turn,

at last to the horizon.

Somehow the walls...

they hold...

they're old and shunning

of themselves

sensing the lap of waves outside,

an alien era

drawn in on a new tide.

[Mazarita]

around midnight

a spiral opening

before my bedtime

the pumpkin hour

four verses of four

i undertake

to pass the time

the clock dictates

dark spiral

a magic light

sorrow's tears

wash clean the night

silly poem

so superficial

deep's how i feel

it won't be spoken

[BlueBay]

Fear is something I dread

i have this huge regret

fear is like holding a sharp item

in my hands and not knowing 

whst to do with it

I'm scared so much of fear

its dark and creepy where I am

im scared of failure 

I can't fix things 

fear is taking over my life 

it's consuming my everyday 

its holding me back

from a life I could have had

it's too late fear has won 

I'll never get back what I've lost 

fear is my life right now 

I'm stuck with fear 

fear of failure 

fear of my illness

fear of love

fear of the future

fear of me 😥

[eudemonism]

I'm unsure of what I should be working toward each morning, each afternoon and each evening... 

[BlueBay]

Abandoned yet again 

rejected I can hear 

let her go do they say 

if only I did better 

With heavy heart I cry

its hard to understand why 

its a kick in the guts 

and you fall on the ground

why can’t you believe me

why can’t you just love me

ive don’t know what I’ve done 

but you left me 

you abandoned me when I needed you

you rejected me when I crued

you ignored me when I sobbed 

you left me when I walked out

it hurts me, my heart and my soul

it hurts every part of my body 

to not be validated seen or heard

its a cut to your heart 

and I’ll never ever be the same again

yiuve taken away my life my childhood 

yiyve taken me away

my little girl who is so lost 

and now she’s an adult is so lost even more 

absndonded rejected thrown out left out ignored invalidated - it all hurts 😥

[Maggie]

@BlueBay 💕💕💕💕