My thoughts are so powerful I can often forget, before I know it there's a nose around my neck.
Any nutrients that are make it through only in the frustration to last, is met with a gut that's refusing to let anything passed.
Not that it's all a lie, I can just find words easier to write than live. The problem with little or no action is becoming to heavy and you sink.
So low it becomes labelled with all kinds of categories, each box with a world of information for the anatomy.
Such a wonderful gift to absorb all the knowledge passed on, yet still unable to grasp what my body needs to keep the beat strong
For nearly two years these unspoken feeling have gone deep within, taken me back to a cycle I never thought I could see again.
Yet each time I've survive "it" a new pattern began, this time I'll change it now by knowing that all those cycles are dead and gone
To live should not mean to suffer, this shouldn't feel like a human condition. There is no race and time truly is on our side, learning to find the space to metamorphosis!
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I apologise to those that left comments on my previous entry, I read everyone and had so may ways to reply but couldn't pick one. Between work and my ibs I've been slowly slipping into a nightmare but for the last 3 days I've made the effort to practice more of what I preach (harmony and balance) as calmness does not come to me easily. To the point I was unable to eat a thing without being in pain, many may not believe it but Between yoga and positive mantras while eating it has instantly given me the ability to start enjoying life again. It's slow steps but may all become more stress free to see this world and ourselves in all its glory. Much peace and respect.....(yes that song played in my head as I heard that beautiful word. Metamorphosis) lol
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Dear Dan - good one. I feel for you having had only minor ibs symptoms in my life which seem to have cleared up - it's really dreadful when full blown. Here's hoping - also try Heathers' site: https://www.heatherstummycare.com - she has SO much info on there.
Thank you so much, I'll keep trying and definitely grateful for the info but starting to think my stubbornness is the issue lol
Always appreciated
Well Dan if it creates stress then it definitely doesn't help...... take care
Believe me I've been chatting with so deep triggers and taking other way to help see it all from a new prospective.
Thank you again my friend and for sharing that you recovered... that actually was a beautiful seed, keep shining bright
Very powerful Dan
Thank you so much.
You are aware of that metamorphosis into good times Dan as you have found them before so you know they are there, just think of those good times and they will bring you back from the depths into joy.
Andy
Thank you Andy we can only carry on, carrying on!
I'm sure I will
You've conveyed the stress and angst feel well and swell in a great poem many can relate so you're not alone. Kudos!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too.
Happy valentines day, poets.
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