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Poetry Saves

Poetry Saves

Creation without purpose is hard to go unnoticed
Surfaced problems underlying issues developed
Tissues please the tears still here years later
Commitment to assembling the broken pieces
Optimism drowning in the pessimistic puzzle
Brain waves that never ever react the same
Ashamed for decades until heartbreak came
Face the music, address the vision in the mirror
Fear always present, traumatic terror and rage
Narcissism, ADHD, Autism…neurodivergent
Self-defense mechanisms lined the inner walls
Dependent on systems to prevent many harms
Charm a distant stranger, Pain a close relative
Months of memories hid from being a kid 
No stone hasn’t been unturned since then
Seconds I hated, I reflected on for weeks
Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry
Words calming the dark visions and images
Supporting comments landing on virgin ears
Wires connecting strangers across the world
The demons still calling, I answer every time
Thank God for this hand held device in my palms
Cellphone has composed more poems than calls
Prior to Cosmo I hated this tracking device
When the two met they created a lifelong bond
A life wasted for so long fell back in love with life
Im still forever misunderstood and very different
But hey! we would hate us all being the same
Contagious is self growth and good change
Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry, Poetry
Raising mental-poverty to mental-wealth
Maintaining the necessary courage
Beauty from unforgotten pain
Relief from lifelong strain
Belief from the change
Work in progress
Perspective
Poetry
saves

Poetry, the parents I never had.

 

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Marion

I so agree with you about poetry and mental health. Nothing helps me as much x

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