Cornelius balor
Cornelius balor
4 days ago

The existence in which we exist in
Knows we need to honor our cores
We drown in the deepest pits
Hoping someone else will save us
But even deeper than this pit
Is a voice telling us we need to grow
Out of the shambles and unquenchable sorrows
And to let the embrace of self fall in this fall
Allowing you to be healed
Or released somewhat.

#sorrows   #heal  
Mazen Edlibi
Mazen Edlibi
6 days ago

"I'm not committed"!!!
Easy in saying... Deep in impact it leaves!
As a "Tribe" we raise... As a "Tribe" we Heal and Grow!
I don't belong anymore to "Tribe"!
Where do I belong then!
Where my soul will be straying around!
Where will be my home!
That is the quest!
Peace be upon you all!

#home   #fall   #soul   #belong   #grow   #heal   #commitment   #raise   #tribe  

I know your 
heart was broken
for I have seen
the X-Rays
There is 
scar tissue on your 
Soul
Some wounds 
take longer to heal
than others
Some require medicine
Others need
radical surgery
While sometimes
all it takes is
a kind word
a loving look
a warm embrace
or a gentle kiss
right where it hurts

© Michael Lechner

i am a mess of
open wounds and
needles that have
never sewn
shut,

and
sometimes i still find
string and knots in (the) places
where
i tried to tug shut-
but ended up ripping
skin,
instead

where:
there's still
salt
from when i tried to cleanse
myself from you,
but
hurt too much to continue,
and left myself
bleeding,

so i'm still here
healing,
letting my veins cry and
my scabs heal over,
with
my a hole where my
heart should be,
and no band-aids to fix
it.

i baked a cake today and my parents dont love me. this is from 2-3 months ago but i finally tweaked it and wanted to post
#broken   #cry   #hurt   #bleed   #skin   #rip   #wound   #heal   #needles   #knots  

when you go through something trying all the good guys and do-gooders flock to you. they wring metaphorical hands and ask if there's anything they can do, like some baked ziti or wadded handkerchief will caulk your cracks.
then an acceptable timetable for healing goes by and they lay pity eyes on you give you that how're you doing honey smile, but their baked ziti didn't serve as the salve they'd hoped and you're crumbling fast and maybe that pity smile is your solution so you tell them.
you tell them how many times you count the cracks in your ceiling before falling asleep (27) you tell them how many glasses of wine it takes to feel decent again (at least 4) you tell them how many hours it's been since you last ate (56)
and they wish you ate the fucking ziti and blew your nose in damp handkerchiefs because an acceptable amount of time has passed and you should be healed by now, but what they don't know is your timetable is inverted and you work in wrong-way highways. they don't know that time is scar tissue much more delicate than the lock-box you've put him and all the things he did in, and each second chips away at that box and the essence of him is seeping out like acid that melts through all your barriers.
the good guys and do-gooders don't want to open your broken-heart bank and let all the bees out. they want you to eat the ziti and say thank you like it actually fixed something.

#love   #heartbreak   #friends   #sad   #depression   #sadness   #breakup   #healing   #slam   #heal  
Aynjul
Aynjul
Mar 3

The day you let me go,
It felt like I took off into space

Alone,
With nothing left but memories to hold on too.

Yet you fuel
The rest of my
Journey

Forever
Into the depth of time.
#love   #time   #heal  
Chér
Chér
Mar 1

they always say
the pain is what you called
ephemeral,
transitory,
and else

but mom,
this pain
even medicine can't heal

#love   #heartbreak   #pain   #heal  

Save our souls,
Fade our scars.
Mend our bones,
Heal our hearts.

#depression   #rhyme   #help   #healing   #scars   #sos   #heal  

Touch the sky with me
and we can fly, fly, fly
away from these places,
wrong faces, all the traces
of the spaces we created
between our lonely hearts
and forgotten minds;
the parts of us that shouldn't exist
crying in their cavernous
pinholes, echoing
and rupturing in feeling
through the waves of something
more, something undeniable
and true. The pinprick
in which my emotions
are contained
is gargling with a blood
that pours black yet,
as it trickles through
me, I can feel it restoring beauty
to the yellowed valleys of my skin.

~~ Blood will heal me. ~~
#love   #self   #beauty   #black   #blood   #fix   #rot   #decay   #heal   #restore  

I'm not afraid of the darkness
For only in the dark can one truly see the light.
Our eyes will adjust to see the stars painted in the sky at night.
Im not afraid of sleep
For through sleep the body gets a chance to heal.
Reducing the aches and pains imperfection forces us to feel.
So don't feel grief if I slumber awhile
For I shall awake refreshed and new.
Do not feel alone for you don't have to wait long before I come back to you.
Don't shed any tears for I am not lost forever
My story has not ended I'm just on a different chapter.
I fought a good fight and ran a good race all thats happened is I just finished a little faster.

#death   #sleep   #darkness   #grief   #heal  
 
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