Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[Mazarita]

Thanks, @PeppiPatty, love to you.  

[PeppiPatty]

you 2 @Mazarita....

Hope you write more......

x

[Mazarita]

I hope you post more of your writing too, @PeppiPatty 

[PeppiPatty]

I'm writing this cool book but I dont think Im allowed to post.....its only notes......

[Mazarita]

dose goes up

nerves dance a

jitterbug

feeling things more

through a static of

bloodrush

living with fear but

doing it anyway

.....

Edit: @PeppiPatty, I was writing that poem just then, when you posted, so missed you, hehe. I'd love to read more of your poetry. Are you doing any of that kind of writing these days?

[Hope4me]

I hope I'm not intruding @Silenus

It's 3:30am and I'm in the mood for writing. I too enjoy the written word to out my internal stirrings. I used to journal, though I haven't touched those pages for quite a long time, preferring to dabble on-line instead.

The Lifeline consultant I spoke with earlier helped to identify what ails me; loss of friendships and its grief.

I've been avoiding these feelings of unrest, which in turn creates volcano rumblings. It's been a few months of plodding the house, drinking copious amounts of coffee, getting up late, going to bed late and staring at my untidy kitchen as I pass by in disgust.

I am alone.

By choice? Yes. Better to be in solitude than with deceivers and back slashers. The scars are many and often have had salt rubbed in their rawness before healing could begin.

I can't fathom how easy it is for some to lie and distant themselves from the truth. In all honesty though, I've been lying to myself. I avoid 'me'. Maybe they're just reflecting how I've been towards myself.

Do I push people away? Hmm.. it's possible, even probable if I'm truthful. I needed to write that.

Good therapy session. 🙂 Thanks..

Hope

[Mazarita]

the traffic and the sea

intertwine their sounds

a fruit bat screech

in another register

computer hums its music

while I whisper these words

only one awake here

again in the night.

[Faith-and-Hope]

Goodnight @Mazarita .... heading off now ....

💕

[Mazarita]

Sleep well, @Faith-and-Hope 

[Former-Member]

Give way

Give way ghost of the past
Give way I don’t want to be
Your prisoner anymore

They’re standing guard
Won’t they let me go?
Every night they drag me
To the torture chamber
Of memories
Every night they hold me
While I’m trying to break
The chains

They tell me it will get worse
If I fight
They tell me no one believes
They tell me all my attempts
Just make my chains stronger

I scream out loud
I’ll break the chain
I won’t be your prisoner
No longer

But daylight comes
And I see the sun
And I think of all
That would grieve
If I go
If I cut my chains
If I cut out the past
And I promise
To live one more day