posted on Dec, 5 2015 @ 10:32 AM
Years ago someone who was trying to help suggested this type of therapeutic writing. Some sort of free association thing or something like that...
It has helped in the past but, I have found that just having stacks of papers and notebooks isn't always enough.
It sometimes isn't enough to just keep it on a stick or a computer memory. Sometimes you just need to send it out into the world.
Who knows? Maybe someone else is feeling this way and it may be of some comfort for them to know that they are not alone.
If someone is, they will recognize the ebb and flow and know that it is NOT forever. This too shall pass...
How will we do this?
Another dreaded day.
Will we rally around and make it through or
Will we fall down into a blurry haze of a dream that is
Going on in someone else’s life.
This can’t be my life.
This can’t be my family, my house, my things.
Whose life have I fallen into.
Where have they gone?
Why have they traded places with me?
What have I done?
I don’t understand who is this person in the mirror staring back at me?
Who are you?
What is this place?
Who are these people?
I can’t see.
I brush the cobwebs aside and in the morning well they are there again.
They cover my eyes, my ears, I can’t understand what these strangers are saying to me.
I can’t breathe.
I want to.
edit on 5-12-2015 by TNMockingbird because: more specific