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08-08-2020 07:33 AM
08-08-2020 07:33 AM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
You forgot my birthday how dare you?
you are acting strange to me, why?
What have I done this time?
you are supposed to be my mum
you don't call me anymore
well I have feelings too
and I really don't care anymore
you've hurt me so many times
parts of me is hurting
parts of me doesn't care
i bet you don't forget the others
oh no that's right you don't
and in a few days it's your turn
shouid I forget yours
I really should to show you
how much pain you've caused
but I won't forget your day
because I'm not like you
I'm just a better person
that you don't like me too
I really don't understand how
you have gone through this week
and not know it was my birthday
well I don't care
you only care about the others
sll the time that's what you've done
you've left me out all the time
I think you don't love me anymore
because of my childhood abuse
it really wasn't my fault
but maybe it was
I don't care
but I do
I really don't care
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08-08-2020 08:04 AM
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08-08-2020 10:29 AM
08-08-2020 10:29 AM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
thanks @Maggie
i keep reflecting about my birthday and lack of love from my parents.
it hurts
i know i have a beautiful family of my own
and a granddaughter that i so much love and cherish
but ...... there is still something in me that is very disappointed and the feeling of unloved is really getting to me
i just can't work it out, maybe i never will.
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20-08-2020 12:34 PM
20-08-2020 12:34 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
It’s only a teardrop
So fragile and so small
Its only a teardrop
Why can’t I let it fall
Maybe it’s a symbol
Of pain deep down inside
Maybe it’s the pain
I still prefer to hide
I know if I let it leek
It soon becomes a creek
With memories held behind a dam
Soon flooding down my cheek
Thought tears are flowing from my eyes
With rivers soon to start
I feel they come not from my eyes
But come straight from my heart
Its only a teardrop
Why can’t I let it fall
I guess because deep down inside
Its not small after all.
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25-08-2020 01:29 PM
25-08-2020 01:29 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
peace
all around me
in my heart
not torn apart
farewell my friends
take care x
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25-08-2020 01:32 PM
25-08-2020 01:32 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
@Former-Member
Are you ok?
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25-08-2020 01:50 PM
25-08-2020 01:50 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
Hey @Former-Member I'm a bit worried about you after what you posted. I'm sending you an email to check in 🌻
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25-08-2020 01:52 PM
25-08-2020 01:52 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
@Maggie beautiful words hun
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25-08-2020 02:17 PM
25-08-2020 02:17 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
I'm good, thank you. I feel peaceful and a little sad. I thinking about having a break from the forum and I wanted to leave with a little poem of peace.
I'm listening to Welcome to Wonderland:
We've got it all
Potions and pastries that make you grow tall
Forests and cottages, castles and cards that can talk
Look where you're at
Maddest of hatters
The Cheshire Cat
Magical cabins and lovely white rabbits with clocks
Underneath the stars
Laughing 'til the morning comes
Everyone that leaves has a heavy heart
Oh, Wonderland I love
I'll be your guide
Holding your hand under sapphire skies
Let's go exploring or we could just go for a walk
Where should we go?
There's a tea party along down the road
Make an appearance and maybe they'll sing us a song
Underneath the stars
Laughing 'til the morning comes
Everyone that leaves has a heavy heart
Oh, Wonderland I love
As it seems
Not sure if anything is real
Or a dream
And the only thing sure from the start
Is the song that's inside of your heart
Don't let it leave
Then at least I've got
Memories for when morning comes
Now that I must leave with a heavy heart
Oh, Wonderland I love
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11-09-2020 10:06 PM
11-09-2020 10:06 PM
Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy
Pretty little girl with light brown hair
Dry all those tears people are starting to stare
Come take my hand and put on a smile
No one can know your emotional turmoil
Take all trauma and bury it down deep
Don't let it show or people will speak
They will tell you your bad
Your hurt is not real
So dry those tears
Put on a smile
Bottle up your turmoil