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KEJ
Senior Contributor

Poem

Hi

 

I recently found a poem that I wrote a while ago about 6/7 years ago.

 

Day by Day

 

The steps are harder

The climbs seems to be so far

It seems endless

Then I reach the bottom step

 

Dealing with bad memories 

to feel so helpless

that no one seems to care

Yet a hand reaches out to you

 

Climb one step is a gain

but fall back two is a loss

with a hand there for guidance

we gain fiveinstead

 

Somedays it's an easy road

while others are hard

At times I give up

cause no one cares

 

Just like a Wall of China

up and down all the way

some days I feel great

some days I just want to go

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Eliza22
Casual Contributor

Re: Poem

@KEJ - Thank you so much for sharing your poem!

I really like it -  I can feel your emotion throughout.

Keep writing 🙂

 

 

Re: Poem

Hey @KEJ thanks for sharing your poem, for me it really articulates what a journey living with mental health issues can be, how hopeless it can feel but also so different from one day to the next. As @Eliza22 said please keep sharing here or on some of our other writing threads - Re: writing as a form of therapy 

 

What is it like reading back on that poem today?

 

Also @Eliza22 welcome to the forums! Please do keep jumping in, threads are open to all members. Also don't hesitate to ask questions of us moderators or other members while you get used to the forums. The Guidelines can be pretty handy too for understanding how it all works. Lastly if you want to introduce yourself here with a few random facts please do. Hopefully see you around 🌻 

Maggie
Community Elder

Re: Poem

Thankyou for sharing your poem @KEJ  , it’s both sad and beautiful.

 

@Eliza22  Welcome to the forums.

The-Sailor
Casual Contributor

Re: Poem

@KEJ , thank you so much for sharing.

SJT63
Senior Contributor

Re: Poem

@KEJ  this is one I wrote for my bipolar, ptsd partner not long after I first met him to encourange him to share his burdens with me:

 

The human marches through the urban struggle

breaks his back and breaks his heart and soldiers on

amid the chaos and the choking weeds of reality

 

Through lonely nights and busy days and what we must

and what we can and what we should

to make the world within our view the best we can

 

The human was not made for ruts and sameness

which is not the same as safe and warm which crave all hearts

from underneath the blankets of alone

 

We crave the touch, deserve the warmth

and function on a higher, braver level when all our strength

is drawn from not just one lone human heart

 

For life was made and will be taken, maybe soon

and what the human chooses to become, or not -

to share, to feel, to love, to live -  or not –

has always been a choice

KEJ
Senior Contributor

Re: Poem

When I found it I was just stunned in how bad I was. I did not realise the impact of abuse can do to you. I will write another one but at the moment I'm in the progress to see if I can get a job. Also I have my Righthand Carpal Tunnel operation on this Tuesday!

 

Schitzo
Senior Contributor

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Hi @KEJ, all the best with your carpal tunnel operation. Can't wait to read your next poem. Take care 🌼🤗

KEJ
Senior Contributor

Re: Poem

Hi everyone 

I found this one in the back of my old diary.

 

There is no title yet.

 

Struggling to come to term

that abuse by children

cannot affect every fern

they may wilt but never die

yet I have nothing but died

If only they gave me respect

today thing will not be on reject

Why is it I am working for them?

I have been away ten weeks

and will never get a break

asthe nightmare will stay

with me while I stay

Now my second time back

will I ever get back on track?

The parents are to blame

for the abuse that became a game

Yet so young and never learn

because they know what to yearn

Some day I will get over it

but when will I get over it?

 

 

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