Sometimes the thoughts are worse an the people,
While the actions were hurtful. The thoughts are
Only there to remind me what they have done.
An endless loop playing the scenes over again.
Leaving me to question what I could have done.
An uncertain anxiety to come,
Holding me back out of fear of what if.
Fading into the shadows to not be
recognized or standout. Closing myself
Off to build walls. A coping mechanism
That keeps me bound to those memories that
Haunt me. Ghost of the past telling me to
Let go and forgive and forget what
Happen, but facing those fears only brings back
The thought of what if it happens again.
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Author:
picklesthecat (
Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2022 14:51
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
this is very true. Our minds are worse than the situations we're actually in. Amazing write.
indeed
worse than the bruises, that heal
over time, into mere blemishes of skin
are the scars tattooed, to our minds
symptoms, that have us flinching at shadows
or fast hand movements
or loud boisterous voices
long, long
after we've freed ourselves
from our hellish existences..
and all we can do
is bravely, wade through it all
in the hope, that our minds will
decline
and that numbness of forgetting's
forgiveness
will finally, allow an - ease
to enter our splintered, breaths...
'People, often forget
'Surviving'
is just the beginning..!'
(Stay strong, dear poet
count your twilight's
as your victory cards
and forgive yourself
twice as much
as you chastise your failings)
I wish you all the best!
thanks for sharing
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