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#82338 - 03/12/06 08:33 PM
My first poem (possible Triggers)
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Registered: 03/04/06
Posts: 47
Loc: NC, USA
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It happens, I cry...I feel shame, I die inside.
It happens again, I cry harder, I wish for death.
It doesn't stop, I go numb, I pray for death.
It happens again, I feel nothing, I seek death.
It won't stop, No joy, I try to die.
I fail, I cry at my failure, Inside I die some more.
Again it happens, Joy has left replaced by sadness, I welcome death.
I seek death, I find death, He does not grant my wish.
He leaves me, I am alone, I shut down.
And it continues to happen...
-Zach
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If I die, he wins. Losing is not an option.
Forgive yourself.
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#82339 - 03/12/06 09:08 PM
Re: My first poem (possible Triggers)
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Member MaleSurvivor
Registered: 12/01/04
Posts: 1287
Loc: Arizona
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Hear you. Bobby
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I'm healing now, and I wasn't sure I would.
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#82341 - 03/12/06 10:49 PM
Re: My first poem (possible Triggers)
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Administrator Emeritus MaleSurvivor
Registered: 05/02/05
Posts: 22045
Loc: Carlisle, PA
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Zach,
I usually like to cut out a piece and comment on a brother's poem, but in this case I want to just say that I understand you and I don't judge you.
Yes, it really was that bad. I don't deny that. But we have so much to live for, and one of the great joys of recovery is the rediscovery of that fact.
There are so many hands extended to you Zach. Reach out and take them.
Much love, Larry
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Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking my freedom highway. Nobody living can make me turn back: This land was made for you and me. (Woody Guthrie)
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#82342 - 03/12/06 10:54 PM
Re: My first poem (possible Triggers)
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Member MaleSurvivor
Registered: 08/30/05
Posts: 16259
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Zach,
You are among friends here. We've been there, and because we have, we can say with honesty that we love you and we understand, no strings attached.
{{{{{{{{ZACH}}}}}}}}
Lots of love,
John
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“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ‘Holy ____…! What a ride!’” ~Hunter S. Thompson
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