What does one do when it all becomes too much, And they no longer have the strength to keep fighting? What does one do when their energy is sapped, But they cannot take the break they require? What does one do when the hangman looms, And the ability to keep fending him off is waning? … Continue reading Safe Harbour?
When pain comes calling, The muscle-wracking spasms, I cannot function.
I am not a good communicator when it comes to feelings and emotions. I have always been someone who plays her cards close to her chest. My mother once said of me, "she doesn't like to show her feelings, but she feels very deeply". I was about 20 years old at the time, and my … Continue reading Conscious Communication Breakdown, or, “Why People Call Me an Ice Queen” – F4TFriday
*Please be advised that this post discusses bereavement, cancer, self-harm and suicide, and thus may contain triggers and upsetting content for some readers. Please proceed with caution. 🌹🌹🌹 There's a story I haven't told yet, and it's one I'm still not entirely sure I'm ready to discuss at all, even as I lie here tapping … Continue reading A Near Miss – Jupiter Grant (F4TFriday Prompt #104)
He cries through the night Huddled in fetal likeness As the monster stalks.
Pain and frustration Scared of what her future holds Such disappointment.
Blackness behind weary eyes, Tiredness scratches at her brain. Fog descends and confusion builds And she knows that to others she seems insane. Hallucinations and blurry letters, Computer screen undulates and dances As she struggles to stay awake, And ignore everybody's questioning glances. So much medication that she no longer functions, "The Drugs Don't Work", … Continue reading Cry for Help
Kept awake long hours by idle thought. There seems to be no rest for a mind that is fraught. Sleep comes and goes, and never lasts for long, And yet, to my knowledge, nothing is wrong. That doesn't stop my brain, though, from thinking the worst, Reliving past failures, and believing I'm cursed. Countless 2am … Continue reading Idle Thought