I Cannot Pretend
/poems about the intersection between neurodivergence and trauma…
Read Morepoems about the intersection between neurodivergence and trauma…
Read Morei drift
away from you
and
from the parts of me
that know i am drifting
only later
do i see
my wake…
I need you to help me,
But you overwhelm me.
I need support,
But I cannot bring myself to ask….
Memories compress,
In the recess of the mind.
Thoughts confined,
By the passing of time.
A shine dedicated
To a past divine.
The horrors expressed
So totally mine…
I use poetry as a form of writing therapy. This poem highlights how I was feeling in the moment about myself, the world and my place in it.
I was feeling significantly depressed, with thoughts of past trauma and feelings of low self worth mingling with the façade that I sometimes feel forced to adopt to fit in.
Read MoreThere’s nowhere you can run to,
Nowhere you can hide,
Not when your problems
Are coming from inside.
You cannot escape them,
You cannot leave,
Now that blood is
Running down your sleeve…
I see myself, and I see myself seeing myself;
Trapped in an infinite regress.
Triggered.
I don’t know what I am,
Other than, that I am the ‘other’.
Separated.
I sit in the eye of the storm,
Enjoying the false calm…
This is shadow work with a twist.
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