Posts tagged ‘mental-health’

the seamstress

~

this fabric is worn ~

faded and frayed.

some stitches are missing ~

seams unraveling away.

i have plenty of needles

and

thread for repair,

rhinestones

and

sequins

to add an elegant flair

~ but ~

can i make something so weary

look desirable and new?

or

should i stash it

forever ~

away from

everyone’s

view?

~

~

~

 

 

 

 

March 30, 2015 at 12:01 pm 15 comments

crawling ~ ~ ~

*

each step into daylight

seems to

travel further into the dark… always uncertain of my course.

*

i look for a beam of light

or

a glowing ember…. something to grab hold

for guidance,

for stability

yet

i know light cannot be harnessed ~

it cannot be held in one’s hands

so,

i drop to my knees and crawl my way forward.

*

blind ~ i may be

and

stable ~ one could disagree

but

mobile ~ i can be ~ moving forward the best i can ~ ~ ~

*

*

*

February 25, 2015 at 2:58 pm 3 comments

some contrast…

~

some

would say

i wear my darkness well

~ too well ~

in fact…

this may very well be true

but

without

‘some’

darkness for contrast ~

how will one ever see

my light shine through?

~

~

January 13, 2015 at 2:00 pm 18 comments

to let go

*

i need to purge these feelings

deep down inside ~

and

until i do,

they will eat me alive.

*

*

December 11, 2014 at 7:39 pm 21 comments

look, listen, feel

i look in the mirror

for

someone

i cannot see.

i listen

for

a voice

i cannot hear.

i search

for

a heart

i cannot feel.

i am reaching

for

the person

i used to be

~ but ~

she is nowhere to be found.

December 10, 2014 at 2:00 pm 11 comments

time ~ life ~ time.

~

i hate time.

it walks too slow

when i want it to run fast.

it runs too fast

when i want it to walk slow.

~

here in lies the conundrum…

time is life.

life is time.

what am i saying?

~

i hate my life?

~

December 8, 2014 at 2:06 pm 27 comments

amazing

§

it is truly amazing how one soul can save another

with

only a few words

and

a caring heart ~

breathing life

into

a world which had fallen behind ~ ~

an existence

with no desire to move forward

or

wishing

simply

~ only ~

to

die.

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October 3, 2014 at 2:15 pm 16 comments

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