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- Thu Jan 31, 2019 6:10 pm
- Forum: Art Work
- Topic: deserted and alone
- Replies: 3
- Views: 8506
Re: deserted and alone
I still feel and struggle with these things today. I appreciate your replies. Thank you guys. I am still here. Still fighting.
Creator
Born in sorrow
The seed sown
I live and breath
She mourns
Would that she could undo
anything to forget
she cannot
I breath
fight
strive
Why??
The seed sown
I live and breath
She mourns
Would that she could undo
anything to forget
she cannot
I breath
fight
strive
Why??
- Tue Jan 15, 2013 3:29 pm
- Forum: Warmsoul's Corner
- Topic: Take care ... Warmie
- Replies: 8
- Views: 60242
Thank you
Recovery for me began in this little corner. I learned to smile again by reading the funny's you post. I was super down when I found this website and I appreciate the time and effort you have put into your corner.
Thank you very much with love from
Sherrie
xoxoxox
Thank you very much with love from
Sherrie
xoxoxox
- Mon Sep 10, 2012 6:35 pm
- Forum: Art Work
- Topic: Facing my harshest critic!
- Replies: 1
- Views: 7930
Facing my harshest critic!
I looked in the mirror and what did i see? My own two eyes staring back at me I'm looking out and they're looking in They see the person who lies within I open my mouth to say something good I can't meet their glare but wish that I could! The tears come and fall like the rain I step away I can't fac...
- Mon Sep 10, 2012 6:33 pm
- Forum: Art Work
- Topic: Natures Gift
- Replies: 0
- Views: 2309
Natures Gift
A blanket of frost Gleaming so bright Lay on my clothing A gift from the night I smile and I marvel At such pleasure found In something that one day May put me down in the ground A silent prayer At seeing a new dawn I wake and I rise I cough and I yawn Home is where my heart is Right here in my ches...
- Sat Dec 24, 2011 11:28 pm
- Forum: Your Story
- Topic: Me, Myself and I *Not a nice story triggering typish thing*
- Replies: 3
- Views: 2798
Me, Myself and I *Not a nice story triggering typish thing*
I don't know if this story is appropriate but it's mine. Delete it if it's not. I don't care. Honest i don't, it's just my life. My mum hates me. She is Schizophrenic. I grew up with 3 brothers and I was the only girl. When ppl hear that, they make presumptions, i let them. They presume that, as the...
- Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:28 pm
- Forum: Warmsoul's Corner
- Topic: DECEMBER EATING TIPS
- Replies: 3
- Views: 2311
Re: DECEMBER EATING TIPS
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate and wine in one hand, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!" awesome motto! :D
- Wed Dec 21, 2011 1:00 pm
- Forum: Other/Miscellaneous Interests
- Topic: Lessons of the Apache (and stories told)
- Replies: 8
- Views: 12141
- Sat Dec 17, 2011 6:14 pm
- Forum: Art Work
- Topic: *Triggering* (and miserable soz)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 2599
*Triggering* (and miserable soz)
You want to die and you don't mind how You've really no care for the here and now The pain from before it's holding so tight You want to let go of what happened that night You scream and you beg, plead and you kick but they do not hear as they are very sick They take what they want for an hour or tw...
- Sat Dec 17, 2011 1:53 pm
- Forum: New Member Introductions
- Topic: A brief introduction
- Replies: 1
- Views: 1922
A brief introduction
Hi, I am 33 and I'm currently under a fog of depression. I have PTSD and was triggered by something recently which has sent me into a spiral of negative thoughts and actions. However, I am getting help and support and doing my best everyday to get better. Anyhoo, that's me for now as I dunno what el...
- Sat Dec 17, 2011 1:43 pm
- Forum: Art Work
- Topic: deserted and alone
- Replies: 3
- Views: 8506
deserted and alone
deserted and alone by choice, by action, by deed i found myself addicted i felt safe in my need alone and afraid of memories, of people, of place i found myself this comfort where i could hide my disgrace afraid and angry at me, at you, at them why can't i find the peace i crave i'm hurting all over...