http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7KBIMFlRRY
The Neverending Story was probably one of my most favorite movies growing up.
Though one scene, in which Atreyu's horse, Artax, gives up and sinks into the swamps of sadness still makes me teary eyed.
In the end though, Atreyu triumphed, peace, calm, happiness and a sense of whole was returned. He even got his horse back.
he didnt give up. he fought even at times when it seemed there was no point to.
and things got better. but only because he kept trying.
Likewise, even though im mired down in the swamp, sinking.... convinced i will never emerge, i have to hold on to hope.
hope that my luck will swoop down and pluck me from despair.
and i will ride triumphant across the plains of light, into the next happy chapter of my life.
Sunday, 12 January 2014
voices
It can be so overwhelming when the things you are supposed to focus on are so small and faint
compared to everything else.
every thought is a battle,
every breath is a war
and i dont think
im winning anymore
must. keep. trying
Labels:
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illness,
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Friday, 3 January 2014
burden
this rut gets deeper
and youre spinning your wheels.
got no motivation and
missing out on "feels".
the devil has stolen your smile
and replaced it with cast iron fears
you cry a stream of endless,
non existent tears
blank, black frozen, cold,
still and soulless eyes
pleads and bargains
but never ever cries
they say, "youre gone
already, your soul is dead.
Put a bullet in your
fucking head".
"worthless, useless,
shit and scum!"
more silent and still
you become
overwhelming, dark
despair. Gasping
choking, pulling hair
shrinking, starting to wilt
drowning in thick black guilt
BURDEN
die.
and youre spinning your wheels.
got no motivation and
missing out on "feels".
the devil has stolen your smile
and replaced it with cast iron fears
you cry a stream of endless,
non existent tears
blank, black frozen, cold,
still and soulless eyes
pleads and bargains
but never ever cries
they say, "youre gone
already, your soul is dead.
Put a bullet in your
fucking head".
"worthless, useless,
shit and scum!"
more silent and still
you become
overwhelming, dark
despair. Gasping
choking, pulling hair
shrinking, starting to wilt
drowning in thick black guilt
BURDEN
die.
Labels:
agitation,
anger,
angry,
anxiety,
confusion,
coping,
crazy,
dark,
darkness,
dead,
death,
defeat,
depression,
despair,
dying,
hallucinations,
illness,
mental health,
psychiatry,
suicide
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