I don’t know if writing helps Or if the Therapist helps I guess I want easy answers And I want to feel better And sometimes burying things down is the only way to not feel like my heart is being ripped out When I write I feel the pain When I speak to my therapist …
Tag Archives: Pain
Over/Under
Some days it feels like normal Like the weight of sorrow has been lifted And deep piercing pain healed Other days it all comes back And rages Loss. Pain. Futility. Why did it ever happen? Why was I so fucking stupid? I feel alive! I feel creative! I feel powerful! I’m not bored! Or bound! …
Why, Boy?
What have your dreams done for you, boy? You still live in a world you hate What has your romantic idealism done for you, boy? It’s given you nothing but a broken heart Why did you ever reach out in excitement boy? You should have known you’d come back empty handed Why did you dare …
Did You Survive the Night?
I’m sorry I couldn’t prevent night from falling. That I failed to hold the sun in its place. Would you believe me if I told you I tried? My hands are seared from the burns. My arms drained of their strength. My will is shattered. Night fell like a heavy blanket pulling the sun down. …
The Nothing I’ve Become
I know you’re hurting too But it feels like you’ve left me in my pain To die again and again I know you’re hurting too But how am I supposed to know I’d rather be your foe Then to be the nothing I’ve become. Your ears are deaf and your mouth is dumb So you …
i am nothing
I am nothing. Just as I’ve always been. Not an illusion, only a delusion Not even a dream or a distant memory Maybe a rumor. But one that was never told let alone spread Only if I was once alive could I then be dead. For a moment I thought I was alive. For a …
The Revolutionary Potential of Integrated Pain
Che Guevara said that a Revolutionary is guided by great feelings of love. Love is the foundation for true Revolutionary Change. Love is the source of Revolutionary Courage. Love is the fountainhead of Revolutionary strength. And love is extremely fragile To love others we must love ourselves. This is a revolutionary act in a society …
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Dear Starbucks
Violence is not a brick through your window You have comprehensive insurance Violence is an employee who can’t afford insurance Violence is repetitive work that drains body and soul Violence is your plastic aesthetic Giving us pleasure in artificial nothingness Violence is forcing a fake smile And a ‘have a nice day’ from a heart …
Last Gift
There are so many things you gave to me A thousand gifts that set me free Propelling me to the ocean of my creativity So I could swim again Down in the depths but now it’s dim again Was it all just a dream? Was it all just a game? The Last Gift you gave …
