#therapy poems on Hello Poetry

I S A A C Jan 2022

it feels foreign to be so transparent
ancient walls built up to protect my sleeve
which is home to my heart and my peace
the walls comfort me, I can still hear the canaries
they sing in lullabies that heal my child inside
I slowly unravel my life's work to see the canary fly
the yellow hue makes me think of the sun
I smile looking at how grown I have become
I smile knowing that I am worthy of love
I smile just because

#foreign #transparent #sleeve #peace #canary #therapy #love #smile #yellow

Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho Jan 2022

In Writing, Between You and Impossibility

Writing
is not just about therapy,
but it is the love
that makes something impossible
become possible.
You will grow
among them in hope
and you will decide
to appreciate yourself
in the end.

Indonesia, 3rd January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho

#writing #hope #love #impossible #possible #grow #appreciate #therapy

solfang Nov 2021

so sad it got me rhyming

hey,
don't mess with my feelings,
I'm not just another fish
you're reeling;
I might have bitten your bait,
but god,
how did you make me think
meeting you was fate,

you left me drowning,
so lost I can't even
see our future shining;
so let me go,
for now i know,
your "love" for me,
is just another dumb show

sadness gets your heart coming up with verses

#rhyme #poem #sadness #anger #frustration #therapy #hurt #love #crush #relationship

Steve Page Nov 2021

Feel

Let's talk about your father.
How did that make you feel?
Let’s talk about that.

It’s okay, take a breath.

How did that make you feel?

Breath. That’s right.

Tell me more about that.
Did that make you feel afraid again?

Breath. Good.

Can you tell me more about how that felt?

That’s right, breath.

How do you feel now?
Can we talk more about that?

Deep breath.

Is that you?
Or just your memory of you?
There’re both real.

Breath.

#therapy

Chris Hutchison Nov 2021

Observe and Attend

Anger in my life hits me in the chest. I allow the fire to spread to my limbs.
I observe and attend.
Sadness in my life grips my stomach. I allow it to devour my body as I cry out.
I observe and attend.
Guilt in my life empties my throat. I let it wrench my guts and weaken my knees.
I observe and attend.
Joy in my life blossoms in my heart. I allow it to melt my bones.
I observe and attend.

This poem encompasses my learnings from a particularly effective therapy I did call ISTDP (intensive short term dynamic psychotherapy). It emphasizes a deep and intimate connection of the mind and body. It's changed my life, so I wanted to share a bit about it.

#therapy #istdp #psychotherapy #mindfulness #emotion #joy #anger #guilt #sadness #grief

Khoisan Nov 2021

Therapy

Tired eyes
why don't you live
you
are
dying
from the toil and the world
in
the
mire
on your mind
relax!!!
in
the
avenues
of
hope
there are peace all the time.

Trust

#therapy

Lizzie Nov 2021

therapy

anxiety crawling around my skin
head full of empty thoughts
nails in torn and scarred skin

talking to my therapist
fourty-five minutes of talking
feeling self conscious

tired of going to working
tired of going to therapy

tired of messing up
tired of falling down

tired of waking up
tired of existing

stressed lately and just wanting to cry, and not attend work. really hoping i get out of this slump soon.

#anxiety #therapy #depression #sad

Maria Etre Oct 2021

Electrocardiography

It's the kind of heartbeat
that pushes you forward

#society #heartbeat #life #alive #therapy #relationship #love