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Silence.
The darkness screams
as the moonlight trembles.
Unseen shadows hide the truth.
For what's lingering the night,
be all that unspoken.
 Dec 2019 eleanor prince
Maddy
Empathy is one thing
Your side of an adventure or story is quite another
Might be similar but it really is never the same
When you say been there done that
It is about you
Sharing that is fine
When it is about another
Listen and be there if that is necessary or required
You really don't know

C@rainbowchaser2019
aura aura
drifting by
just a shadow
of the thigh
not a tiger
not of flesh
yet uncover
under vivid breath
my nature
Look at your
roots
with ruthless openness
then-
shoot up
into heights that make you
see
all colours
bright and shining
I once was
in a hospital for depressed people
and I have never seen a place where roles
were switched
in such a paradoxal way.
Also the doc's final statement to me was: Well we think something must have just really made you insecure. Next time that happens, just do anything to distract yourself - clean the windows if necessary, just anything really!
This was such a symbolical statement. I think the doctors were much more scared inside than I was. I just stirred them up.
Don't ever hand over your own healing powers. You always have them.
Pain is inevitable,
Suffering is optional.
The crossroads of success,
Is always constructional.

If we could become tress,
Solid and stoic, deep rooted
In Mother Earth's flesh;
We could stand firm
Through the tempest, unswayed.

But we are only humans.
Covered in darkness.
Hiding behind our fears,
Timidly withdrawing from
The ominous tempest.

So, embrace the fury,
The daunting gales that
Once were scary.
After all, you can't
Stop the waves,
But you can learn to surf.

And even if you sank,
Deeper into the void,
At least you'll drown
Knowing there was
Beauty In The Struggle.
Lock the windows tightly
So the thief can’t get inside
Five small eggs need protecting
No corners here to hide

Stay safe I call, I have to leave
To gather moss for our thatch
To keep our home secure and warm
To help you all to hatch

Just three of you left waiting
Two large and just one small
My eyes fill with tears
When I hear the cuckoo call
I see the lies float out of your mouth
My ears caress them
My heart is melted by them
My mind fears them
But, I'm yours

Until I'm healed
Ripples in the water

Have many answers

Said the frog to the King fisher
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