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First the radicle must break through the shell.
Then feel the weight of the soil where she fell.
She must reach out, search the darkness for light.
In order to grow - bud, blossom and thrive.
Phases of recovery:
1. Recognize your trial, look to get through it
2. Experience the negative emotions
3. Look for meaning behind the experience
4. Grow from the pain
First comes flame; your beating heart sets alight.
Then comes rain; relieving the raging pain.
But now barely breathing, you feel nothing.
Your blackened heart pauses, before collapsing.
Poem inspired by the life cycle of a star and the stages of depression without the right intervention
some nights I wish you'd
just knock — it's not just my door
I'll let you in through
01/19/2025
I woke to the rain pattering on my window.
The dark clouds displeased me.
He lingered in my head as I laid on my pillow.
My arms burned blue
The pit grew deeper.

-Melanie Munoz
You were coffee cups and dark rooms,
Grey hues and poetry.

You were warm to the touch,
Burned like oak and green ivy

You were sweet like warm jazz,
Taste like soap and old candy

All the love you had left
Came from deep down inside me.

-Melanie Munoz
A better version of a poem I had written before
Raindrops cool my skin,
Muscles contract, senses fire,
A man I become—
Woe betide the waking mind
Lion crouches—king no more.
My first attempt at a Tanka!
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