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Originally Posted by henrydavidtherobot
I'm required to write a poem about a place and how it made me feel for class. I've been trying to come up with something, but I had to stop because now I'm an emotional wreck.
I've been feeling fine for the past few days. I just thought of a lot of the places that I can think of that are strong enough to write a poem about and now I can't stop crying. The memories of coping with the aftermath of hypomania in a deep depression in Europe are hurting the most.
I feel like I'm alone and that no body can get me or like me.
I've been doing fine all day. What the hell is going on?  |
whats going on is that you thought too much...
also whats going on is that you felt too much...
(sounds like I'm havin' a go?)
nope
we must move gently through this inevitability and arrive at a place that is comfortable for you to express it...
hey I know exactly what it is like being emotional explosive and mentally implosive
I kinda think that's what you might be like
these personal elements are highly reactive and questioning them ?
suddenly we got a storm
and from a distance?...
if you can allow it... then the poetry will flow
all life is an enormous distraction...HUGE...
just imagine turning it around...
and that YOU are the thing that distracts life!!
then our words may flow undistracted