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When inside pressure exceeds outside forces Flesh, fragile thing, shatters Blood is everywhere Tiny shards of flesh particles, photons, protons, electrons, neutrons The DNA of grief and pain of regret and guilt I am there,;. the world has closed in again Devils with spears are piercing my body I stand helpless and stunned, not believing i am back here again Burning with self hate i see the other world like a dream Where forgiveness lives and Acceptance keeps a soft and tender vigil. i bang against the walls that have grown up around me crying to be let out Let me into the world again where i can have a Chance to live in peace and thrive without trying to destroy myself Two hours later conditions change Hope that little bird is flying around my room Ease holds out its hand Thank God I didn't have to stay too long this time in the abyss, in that hell I make for myself somehow Ah no... you see it still exists And i am really still there Nothing changed but my perception I know that pain waits for my attention I strain away from it to warmer kinder climes compartmentalized --Baychester 5-12-2002 |