Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[BlueBay]

Life is full of hardship 

life is full of stress

irs not easy when you struggle 

if only it was different 

so what do I do 

don’t know my life anymore 

sm so confused 

so messed up 

mixed emotions running around 

in my head 

beating them all up 

my life is like a huge washing machine 

tumbling and turning wringing and turning spinning round and round 

the cycle keeps going 

I should know by now what I want in my life 

but I really don’t 

I’m confused I’m emotional I’m angry 

the anger is so intense I want to self harm 

the anger is chaotic 

it’s revenge I want 

I want to hurt those people 

the ones that hurt me

i really want to hurt someone 

[Maggie]

Tiny body, tiny face

Tiny person graced my place

Arms were open, arms embraced 

We didn’t know the pain you faced

Though long ago I saw you smile

It only lasted for a while

I see you often in my mind

And hope its peace of mind you’ve found

If a feeling warm and kind

Often passes through you mind

For I often wish to you

Softest moments pure and true

In my heart you’ll always be

You became a part of me.💜💜

[eudemonism]

My mi is like my misophonia. They preach about eating with your mouth shut. So they don't have to listen to it. Because it gets to them.

But they will deliberately do it when they know it annoys you and they'll do it because it makes you look crazy and discredits you as being normal and sane. When you crack it at them .

Fair aye?

[Meowmy]

And it came again, thoughts thrown in distortions, legs can’t stop, feeling utter helpless and profound distress. Nothing helps. On and on for hours. Then slowly switched to normal. Still fear the return of no control, despair. Then I can’t get rid of the pains inside, of life long entanglement, with the man who was called my father. He pushes inside my psyche, overly involved in every of my thoughts, actions. Yea, he was obsessed with me, ‘ meaning well’, that he robbed all my opportunities to normal friendship, above all a family of my own. Then there’s nothing I can do. Born in the setting which walked to loneliness and death.

[Gameoverluke]

I write a bit for my music - Cant sing thou

Today

Not like any other day

Im Tired

Im broken

Im beaten down

You Say

There is a price I pay

No Sleep

No Rest

No Time for my escape

Been down a long time

Its just a part of man kind

I need the sleep

Or ill get weak

The livings got to start with you

Been here for the long ride

Theres nowhere I can hide

Ill need to keep

Or got to seek

A better place for my mind

This time

My mind is out to find

The  Answers

The Questions

The Chance to say it again

My Eyes

Have seen the darkest day

No pill

No time to fill

No More time for the answers

Been down a long time

Its just a part of man kind

I need the sleep

Or ill get weak

The livings got to start with you

Been here for the long ride

Theres no where I can hide

Ill need to keep

Or got to seek

A better place for my mind

[Maggie]

Welcome to the forums @Gameoverluke 

I like your writing.

[Gameoverluke]

Thanks @Maggie 

[Meowmy]

  My heart aches

small cries of emotions

the sounds of rushing wind

like the seasons through my head

the sinking of my heart

tiredness and sadness

carry through the day

somehow it is late evening again

and I nearly survived another day

I wish you can hear my heart

the fragile tenderness within

that you were never sure

was it here that you came into my life

[Meowmy]

Feel intense anxiety now,

Whole body tense

Chest swells to throat

Head woosy

Thoughts drowned in waves of tension

I know where it comes from

Mum used to demand high performancd

Not giving much support

Blocked by father

A fraction second slower

He will crush me on my budding breasts and under my skirt

Always live in intense threats

Always ready to run and stage fight

Since childhood to until father death

[Meowmy]

This anxiety comes again, when feel mum demanding in a small child

Also now someone threatening coming

Mum no longer demanding

I am not under threat

Feels like going into a cocoon

Protected and in the dark, all anxiety resolve

In the dreams, something turns and in the mornings, my life again under threat