Monthly Archives: January 2011

Still here

It’s hard to explain how I’m feeling.
They’re days where feeling is a mystery
Where you seem to believe that
what you feel is simply is too distant
to truly be able to grasp what it is

You feel like you don’t belong
Like even your own emotions are too disengaged
With reality… Or perhaps
Reality is too oblivious to what is truly going on.

A mystery?
Denial?
A loss of connection?
Hopelessness?

I’m still here
Breathing
Fighting for another day
To be
In this mystery
The mystery of me
For another day
I’m here

I’m trusting… So please don’t let go of me….

80/365

… such good lyrics… make sure you listen to the song attached at the end:)

Don’t know where to begin
Its like my world’s caving in
And I try but I can’t control my fear
Where do I go from here?

sometimes its so hard to pray
When You feel so far away
But I am willing to go
Where you want me to
God, I trust You
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I’m not going to make it. today is the day.

Help.

I just don’t even know how to move any more…
I’m broken
Broken
And stuck
Stuck writing you locked in a bathroom at a church

Pathetic….
I feal pathetic

I’m stuck in here
With too many tears
And too many fears
With a hopelessness that has
Lasted too many years.

I can’t move.

I must be dreaming?

Conversations between me and the little girl dying to be set free… And a few words to God and the world.

Sink or swim

Stuck under.You had asked me to fight and not give up
you told me it would be hard but you would never give up on me
I believed you
so i started swimming
i would get tired and thought i was going to drown
but you kept telling me to swim
you never gave up
you knew what to do

Many times I felt the monsters of this sea tugging on me
it was hard!
it would get dark
cold and rough
but you kept coaching me all along
telling me you believed in me
you knew i would see it through and reach the other side
your faith, you where so sure of
telling me someday you will tell me… I told you so

I would want to give up
i would tell you
I’ve been swimming forever
fighting the current is much to hard
and still
through all my doubt
all my complaining
you still promised that you would never give up on me
again you told me to keep swimming
one more stroke
just one more
and someday you will see
you will reach the other side or the sea
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‘I am not going to shut up’

Ignite a hope again
Be the fighter that you know you are!
Stand up and tell them
“NO”! “You sit down”!
“It is my turn to heal….
my turn to say
what needs to be said”.

This is my voice
my story
and no… you may not tell me how to heal!

This… this right now is my hour to press on
my hurt
my pain
and you may not tell me to restore.
you may not tell me to forgive.
you may not tell me to hush
make peace
turn the other cheek.

You may not steal my voice from me!
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Breath no more…

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who’s counting anyways…

312 hits on my blog today. Wow??? In the blogging world that’s an amazing day.  I should be excited?? …that, I am not.  My heart is broken and that’s all I can think about is how is it that i have become all alone in pain with so much anger inside.  Why is it that the world could read this crazy girls blog so much today but people that knew i have been hurting so long can just live their lives like I don’t have value to them anymore? I guess my expectations for my friendship was to great?  please blogging world help me out… please tell me if I am not making sense.  This is what I expected from them, the friends that have been my family for 10 years.
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Depression and a Search For The Cure To The Pain

As I sit here un-showered for three days now, I wonder how am I going to explain the way I feel and be satisfied that this brain will be able to articulate the true feelings and emotions inside. I then question if the feelings and emotions that lay within even matter? I question because there is a real world that is going on and I’m just pathetically stuck watching out my one-way mirror while I hide in the shame and fear of too many regrets. I am burdened with this sickness called, depression. The real world does not pause just because you are stuck and in the slow-motion of it all. The world moves on; which makes you bitter as you lie in despair wanting to be on the outside, but trapped you remain… inside the sadness, where your tears refrain; day after day after day.

Depression feels like a tremendous amount of pain that has crawled deep with in your muscles as it weights your shoulders down and then wraps itself around your neck and into your head. Its close friend, anxiety lurks in to take a turn; it grabs your chest and with its burning hands it squeezes any remaining comfort right out of you. It begins to hurt just to breathe… thus you battle that pain and breathe shallow, thinking your now, panicked heart, won’t hurt so bad if you don’t breath so much. Your soul becomes heavy, weighted down by the hopelessness and only because hopelessness has proven itself true over time, doubt begins to grow and your faith becomes starved. You now sink further into the grasp of this persistent darkness; depression has taken up residence and feels it is here to stay.
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my heart bleeding before you.

my soul bleeding before you:

It’s been a season of major change in my life. I have climbed some necessary steps in my life. I know that this is the right thing to do. Yet, it doesn’t seem like it. I hate feeling alone. All by my self board out of my mind. Depression feeds off of loneliness. I think I might pick up talking to myself; or perhaps I should learn how to talk with God more. It’s one of those nights when I feel like what’s the point. I know the point. I just don’t like waiting. sigh!
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