Poem - The Glass Demon

[Silenus]

Breathe, Si...

Of course, it's the close proximity of Mother's Day that is doing this - stirring up all of these past hurts again.

Grief is a path travelled more than once... sometimes it is a labyrinth, and we pass our own chalk marks on the wall many times before we find our way out into the light...

It will wash over me, and I will stand there, blinking, in the light again, wondering what just happened...

[Silenus]

More power to us, @eth. 🙂

Cheers to all of us survivors. It's not easy, but it's worth it...

[Silenus]

I muck around with Photoshop a little bit from time to time. I composed this image to go with my poem The Glass Demon...

[eth]

Always remember to breathe @Silenus.  Grief is such a tricky beast - I always say it has it's own timing.  Mother's Day is bringing up a lot for several others in these forums too if you want to look at what they've been saying just put it on the search bar.

Your poem about pot yesterday brought up a lot for me.  I seem to have left it behind (with significant effort and several slips) after nearly three decades of chronic self-medication, partying or hiding with it.  Here's something I just wrote in response to the thinking about addiction your poems triggered :

I swam in an ocean of pot for years

It dulled anxiety, calmed my fears

Then I was forced to see

Ups and downs were part of me

And I'm actually more stable

No bong living on my table

[Silenus]

Hahaha... love it @eth 🙂

[Appleblossom]

AHhhhhhhhh! Wow! Thank you all for this thread.

@Silenus your insight, intelligence and humour are great to read. If I had known you inr I would have bought your book. "Viscera, Sera" The introductions to the poems help me understand you and the ideas in your poetry better. They speak to the philosopher in me and the poems to the ebb and flow of my emotions. I had to laugh out loud at your "Mulling it over" ... it brought such long ago memories back. Gotta get out of my dressing gown now ... no, no, no, not just yet.

@eth  So glad you are inspired to write again.  There are seasons for all things.  I have a literary uncle experience.  Only he was also the guy diagnosed with bi-polar. A bit the same, a bit different.  It does help me to share and read all the little snippets of "me" in other people's words.  Hope you are going well.

@Sehnsucht  Your description of:

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When you ask me a question, I cannot answer ....

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Fitted me to a T from about 10 yrs to about 35 ... I did eventually get a mouth .. maybe some wish I never had ... lol ... ah well ... too late now.

@PeppiPatty Isnt it wonderful and arent we lucky to have different forms of expression for different aspects of ourselves: Simple, complex, flat, layered, straight or twisty ...

[Silenus]

Oh @BlueBay - I feel your pain. Huge hugs...

[eth]

@BlueBay so wonderful that you can focus on feeling the glow with the family you have created.  Your poem says so much.  

[BlueBay]

@Silenus how do I get rid of my pain.  The pain is huge; it hurts so so much.

I hate them yet I love them. It doesn't make sense.  What my mum has said to me last year has damaged me so much.  I haven't betrayed the family for telling them I was abused as a child.  How can I? So much negative thoughts today. I feel like telling hubby and kids to 'stuff everything' and I'm going - but I can't.

Thanks for the hugs. I can feel it right now xxx

[BlueBay]

@eth

I'm trying so damn hard on that little bit of light that I can see, that glow.  But lately all I can think of is that damn dark hole I keep falling in.  

It's so hard; it sucks big time.

Thanks for your comments. xx