pushed.
No destination, no direction
Perfect for driving on winding roads
But in life I need a map
Because I have gotten lost
I carved myself a path
But it was never my own
I tried to course correct
Still I am disoriented and alone
Never wanted to fall silently
Too deep to be found
But no search party is coming
My rope disintegrated long ago
They tell me I can fix it
With no helpful instruction
Apologies, but they are wrong
I cannot build a damn thing
Alone without a blueprint
And not from this place
Made of dirt and stone
Where I am now hidden
Since I slipped down into earth
Even when I see motion
Between sunshine and trees
It’s not my shining savior
It is truly just the wind
A tiny taste of what
I will never have from here
Just a hug, a touch, a moment
Someone to inspire a new start
They say I shouldn’t need another
But I can’t climb the wall alone
I misstep and I crash down
No one to catch me
No one to pull me up
I’m left weak and broken
And so I paint the walls
Of my deep dark cavern
But I’ve no partner when I draw
So all my pictures look the same
And so I write words in the dirt
Careful not to blur with my toes
But I’ve no partner when I write
So every word would bore the world
Please…
Don’t tell me it’s my fault
Or I dug this hole myself
And jumped in on my own
Because you’re wrong.
I was pushed.
Did u have a chance to look at a tapping video on you tube yet? Bad day?
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Eh…every day is a bad day lately. And you know… I wrote this a week or so ago… so I guess I was having a crap day then, too! I haven’t looked any further… maybe tonight when the kids go to bed…
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I know having the kids home is keeping you busy. <3. Nikki at A Kinder Way is where that reference was from and she told me that it's worth watching tutorials to learn the exact way. She's got some other posts on her site about anxiety, too. Hang in there, my friend!
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Thanks. I’m just pretty far in that pit right now… doesn’t feel like I’m getting out any time soon.
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Wish I could help 😦
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It’s okay. But thank you, Diane. Helps to know there’s anyone out there who cares.
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You and me both Hugs
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Aw 😦 I don’t want anyone else to feel this way… I also don’t want to feel this way myself. Many hugs
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Ditto I really hope things get better. I believe they will for both of us. 🎶🎶🎶
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I hope you’re right. ♥ I need a break… From my brain. Pretty sure that’s impossible!
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You could always have a lobotomy. Haha
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Is it bad that that sounds like a good idea? 🙂
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Haha. Try chocolate first. Lots of chocolate
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Like cram it into my brain? 😀 No, I know… into my mouth.
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Haha. 😂
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Wow, Sandra. This is really powerful. I understand that hole and I hope someone reaches in to help you up. Hugs, my friend.
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Thanks Vic. Some days, I’m just tired of, well, all of it!
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Yup.
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I echo what Vic said. Very powerful, and I understand it well. I’m hoping someone reaches in to help you, too. More hugs from me. 💜
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Thanks Kay. ♥
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You’re welcome!
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Hey, babe I totally owe you an email. Promise tomorrow. Been in my own pit of despair so…. well that’s dramatic. You know what I mean. G’night, love. Till tomorrow. ❤️
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It’s okay. We all have our pits. And we use deodorant on them. (Always have my sense of humor…)
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Haha! But of course! 😘
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That was a fantastic read!
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But I hate that you’re feeling this way. Wish I could help in some way. 😕
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It’s okay. I guess I should stop “feeling sorry for myself” as they say. But there really are things beyond my control. You know, even if I was stronger…
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I hear ya. Life can be a real bitch sometimes. Hang in.
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💙💔💙
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♥
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When we’re in the hole,
There’s no map to guide us out,
No one there to listen,
However much we shout
But all it takes is one
To offer down a hand
Help us through the worst
Remind us we can stand
No one here is judging
We just want to see you smile
Take my hand and sit with me
Let’s talk a little while
x
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You’re so sweet… thank you for this. I’m tired of feeling sad and lost… and people have got to be tired of reading about it. I’m not used to feeling like the people around me care about (or even notice) how I feel. Your sweet poem made me smile. And if I take you up on the offer to talk, well, you may regret that offer!
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Don’t apologise for how you feel. The offer stands. Sending a big virtual hug x 🙂
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Thank you again… many hugs 🙂
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❤
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Hey Sandra. I hope things get better for you. Enjoy your weekend and relax, do things which make you feel good, even if it means Dad has to handle the kids a little more so you feel happier. Hugs
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Thanks Mandi!
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