Breathe in peace, that’s what they say, to reduce anxiety, better yet, take a holiday. Imagine a white sandy beach, oh, I've done that before. Closing my eyes, all I see is a door. Daring myself to open it, greeted by Munch’s Scream. Why is stress like a very bad dream? I slam it shut. I prefer it that way. Letting tension manifest in my body, erupting out in illness someday.
In the darkness of the night, a young child's voice could be heard. He was whimpering softly to himself behind an old wooden door. Endless tears stained his black and blue cheeks, soaking through his once-favorite Sticker Man sheets. He gripped the soft, plush material, piercing the flesh of the mattress with his nails as the screams he bottled up for so long, running past his lips with their venom began to seep through h...
When they are too loud,They torture me,You sing so proud,It disarms me. When I hear their fear,As death claims them,Your arms hold me dear,I forget them. When my tears flow,My soul is aching,You say I still glow,I smile, disbelieving. When my sanity fails,Every time I remember,You weave some tales,I become a dreamer. When you left so suddenly, I thought I’ll be fine.Their screams faded instantly.I hear nothing but mine.
You find refuge In yourself The only place You feel the warmth of love Safe and secured The only get away place You can find Out of sight Only you Understands yourself It’s in the inner most Part of you You find refuge A place to express To cry Shout And scream The place that heals your wounds Patch the scars in your heart Render your soul With hope When you feel alone Afraid Unwanted When life is in intolerable Dream...
