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A friend recently explained the painful process an Oyster goes through to produce a pearl. It was like a revelation to hear that, the process comes at a great price  lots of pain to get something with priceless beauty. The other stuff people might rarely see, is it like you or like me?The tough stuff me go through if it don't make us bitter makes us better. We  gain compassion, more understanding, a little kindness goes a long way to
brighten someone's day. If we don't let our trials lead us astray.
The things that people see on the outside,don't define us the true beauty
is contained  deep inside; our jewel. The next time you are having a tough time it is just a process, the working out to make you stronger to
produce your jewel. The tough times are not meant to stay forever they
have come to pass. What is inside is what truly counts, be the pearl and
let your true inner beauty shine; the rest is just the outer shell.
We are now like a radio out of tune emitting static
The message is unclear it sounds out of tune, now everything is out of synch
It makes me think that maybe everything was an illusion
I am left with confusion
I am left with I should have or should not haves going through my head
and think of what I wish I had said, while lying in my bed.
The big picture is unclear like a fuzzy picture on an old TV
I don't want to give in to negativity, it might mean the end of me
I know have a friend mad at me, and that further hurts me more
I have to implore for the sake of peace just let me go
I am reminding you of the old cliché if you love something set it free
It might mean that we were not meant to be
I need to be free to fly either way
You can wave goodbye as I soar across the sky
Today's barren tree is tomorrows fruitful harvest
live life expectantly
I'm becoming stronger everyday
I'm becoming a better person
I'm emerging from the cocoon that held me bound
I'm breaking free from the shell
I don't want to be like a bird in a cage
I need to be free to fly
I don't want to be held bound by anyone's opinion of me
or anyone's insecurities including my own at times
I need to be free to roam
I need to be free to recover and free to discover what I need to
I need to be free to express myself and time to reflect
Free to think
Free to feel
Free to live with a healthy dose of zeal
Free to laugh at myself and others
Free to cry when hurting
Free to smile when happy
Free to Love
Free to make my own decisions
Free to make my own mistakes and learn from them
Free to be me and accept myself for who I am
Free to change the thing that I dislike about myself
Free to grow
Free to show my feelings
Free to soar like a new Butterfly
I am becoming Butterfly Ann
This is a poem reflecting on the feelings and thoughts concerning Recovery from a Depressive disorder I hope it reflects what it is like for me and I hope others can relate too, and that together we will get the proper recognition for our recovery process. It is best to speak up instead of hiding in silence.
I feel such Gratitude when I think of you
I feel so much it overflows
I want you to know how much I appreciate you
You are an inspiration and a muse to me
I have not met many of you face to face , but
No one else can take your place
I hold a special place in my heart for you
You are not just mere followers I consider each and every one of you my friends
We are bonded together as artists of the written word
In case you forgot I will tell you again
You are Awesome
You are special
You are a muse
You touch my heart with your poems, and because of all of you I am forever changed
You are amazing  in many ways
I just had to share my gratitude for each and every one of you
I listen to music that matches my mood

The music is like color to my senses

Pink: A  happy tune

Blue: A sad song

Green: A song with lots of energy

  Purple: A song that makes me feel joyful

  Black: A depressing tune that I cry to

  Mixing them would be like a rainbow after the rain

  A mixture of happiness, joy and pain, what remains is mood music, let it play

  

  I sometimes want to play something with a rocking beat, to clean to, to make the time fly by

  Other times I want to really personally connect with the lyrics, when I need to cry

  There are times when I will listen to some oldies, i will not lie to reflect on days gone bye

  There are times I’m in the mood for a country tune

  In my lifetime , i have often sung the blues when the problems of life knocked me down

  I try to brush off the dust and get back up and listen to something I can dance to

  I sometimes don’t want to hear words and like to listen to Classical music, like Bach

  I sometimes will listen to pop
I also like some experimental electronic music
created by a friend
I Love music and may the Love never end

  I sometimes need to unwind after a tough day and listen to something inspirational

  I take off my shoes and my socks and listen and relax or  just  dance  in my own unique way

  I say whatever my mood I Love the tunes and I like to play it Loud and be swept  away

  It is all Mood Music , Let It Play!
I remember when Twitter was
what your heart felt like when falling in love

I remember Pinterest was when you put pushpins on
the map hanging on the wall for where you planed to travel

I remember back when the only Facebook
was Mom's photo album

I remember when Tumblr was
rolling down the hill for fun as a child

I remember when Gay used to mean you were happy
And a Joint was a bad place to be

When I Hooked Up it was usually my stereo
All these newfangled meanings are so confusing to me

Or when Bad really meant Bad
And sick was what you did all over the floor

Now they both seem to mean a good thing
Can anyone tell me what for?

And don't even get me started on Thongs
That we wore on our feet to go to the beach

Now they're used to cover up what?
The rear with a piece of string?

I remember when we did not have to worry
about being politically correct

Or even have to worry about
who we might offend back

I remember back then
we were free to speak our minds

And not have to worry about how
everything would be perceived by society as a whole

I sure do miss back then
But at least I still remember when...
Ann came to me with this wonderful idea! I'm honored that she included me in on this! Thank you my friend. If you haven't checked out her writings, do yourself the favor! You can tell what a loving heart she has through her poetry.
Much unhappiness comes about when  comparing ourselves with someone else
I used to spend a lot of time comparing myself to family, friends, or peers etc.
I was much happier when I stopped comparing and just decided to be me.
Many battles are Won or Lost depending on our thoughts
The mind is a powerful thing and our thoughts effect us in either positive or negative ways.
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