This topic is to be a place where you can share short parts of your own writings be it poetry, snippets of stories, short stories, song lyrics or whatever you can come up with, but it must be your original creation. Have fun. Be inspirational and have fun.

Still learning to "BE"
(A journey of healing)

Accepting how scared and angry,
I was at being in the hospital for pneumonia
Is something I could not face.

Flashbacks and nightmares increasing
as the month went by all because
feeling out of control and helpless
was something I could not embrace.

I’ve already talked enough about it,
the details and even wrote a letter.
But, I continued not to feel emotionally any better.

I lived in fantasy world with everything
twisted, just to survive.
Now, to live there continues to deprive.

This I learned to slowly die as my way of being
To “be” is what I need to do and
fight back the lies I’m slowly seeing.

The lies that tell me “Don’t talk,“
“I’m okay,” “I don’t need anyone” and “I’ll be just fine.”
The constant banter in my head is not benign.

Those and other lies lead to
self-injury and other self-destructive ways
For this therapy sometimes feels like a maze.

Therapy has saved and opened my life to who I really am
Someone that deserved much more than I received
And, too often instead I was betrayed and deceived.

Now, into the Father’s arms I securely belong
In Him and others, I finally find security and comfort
But, learning to do that for myself takes much effort.

CC

Great idea for this section CC - when did you write that poem?

O'db had just carried on with the book review trends as well....

Wordsmiths R us!

Thanks Jim,

I wrote this on April 20, 2009.

CC

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