This was made a while ago for my friend who has anxiety to help her out when she was having trouble.
You sit alone, The dark room with you, The light has drained from the curtains, And the shadows have grown upon the floor,
You sit in silence, While a war rages on inside you, Your anger fights like a lion, And your negativity strikes like a cobra,
Each thought, Once pure and gold, Turns to dust, In the reaches of your mind,
Each memory, Though originally untainted, Begins to be frames, Seen through different shades,
The voices that are your feelings, Rage on within you, Your thoughts fighting, Your feelings going,
You manage to cringe, Leaving it all, As you walk to the door, As you walk to the phone,
You dial the number, That was given to you, By one who hoped to help, By one who was there for you,
You talk, You explain, You even strike in vain,
Despite all this, Despite the problems, You both negotiate, You both forgive,
Though the problem persists, You soldier on through, You will survive, And they will be there too,
Life will go on, Life will be happy, But for now, The darkness is steady,
The problem will persist, But the problem will be forgiven, You will find hope, With the one you have chosen,
As your life goes on, You will adapt, And no one can tell you, That your weak,
Because you have been fighting, A war that is constantly losing but also winning, A war that when you made ground you lost it, A war that was one of both anger and despair,
No one can say your weak, Especially after all that you have been through,
They themselves do not know you, And if they don't know you, How can they judge you, Why would they judge you,
None of these questions mattered anymore, With the simple conclusion, That they weren't worth it,
Your days got better, Your life began to shine, You were happy, And so were they,
The ever continuing war, Is something you must live with, But it is not controlling you, It never will,
This one is a bit off as I myself do not have anxiety but my friend does. I wrote this for her quite a while ago so please excuse and misconceptions and just remember that I wrote this with very limited knowledge of the disorder. As usual just be brutally honest in your review and constructive criticism helps me grow in terms of writing, Thank you.
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Lucas, it is very kind of you to write this as a means of helping a friend. It is a good reminder to her that her perceptions are not pure. They are being distorted, darkened in her mind. The sooner she learns to recognize that, the sooner she can learn to discount her own perceptions and trust others. It takes the anger at others away, and centers it squarely on her own biochemistry, which is not a bad thing. She can then learn to try different things to mitigate it. Lots of intensive exercise helps. Cortisol is a hormone that builds up in your body due to stress. It is not healthy to have in high amounts, and I believe it is involved in panic attacks and anxiety. If she runs distance, swims, or gets active, she can work on reducing those stress hormones, and it will help her tremendously.
On the topic of the poem, itself, you set the scene visually, and gave the reader a good fly on the wall perspective of the situation. You used good descriptive devices, and I thought on the whole it was well written and extremely sensitively compose. Nice job..:)
Your compassion and care for your friend shines through. Anxiety is a place of true darkness and sufferers need to know that they are loved and there is an understanding of what they are going through. Your lines convey that well. Your friend is lucky to have you.
So nice that you wrote this for a friend, sure she would have been happy and this would have meant allot to her. Shows you care and pay allot of attention. Anxiety it really sucks, im sure shes lucky to have a friend like you help pull her through. Well written indeed
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Thank you! I will probably go over it when I have time after work and finally give it the polish it .. read moreThank you! I will probably go over it when I have time after work and finally give it the polish it deserves.
I, too, suffer from anxiety when it comes to certain things - quite badly too - and I have to say, this does help! I can relate to this and I know exactly how your friend must be/have been feeling and it's not nice at all but having a friend like you is lucky; she is lucky! I am sure she loved this write, just as much as I did.
The nice thing is that writing and sites like this act as therapy for those aflected with any number brain issues. Nice job of exposing the pain and control as it is to go on day after day. Keep up your release in wriing. Very nice. Thanks
Lucas, it is very kind of you to write this as a means of helping a friend. It is a good reminder to her that her perceptions are not pure. They are being distorted, darkened in her mind. The sooner she learns to recognize that, the sooner she can learn to discount her own perceptions and trust others. It takes the anger at others away, and centers it squarely on her own biochemistry, which is not a bad thing. She can then learn to try different things to mitigate it. Lots of intensive exercise helps. Cortisol is a hormone that builds up in your body due to stress. It is not healthy to have in high amounts, and I believe it is involved in panic attacks and anxiety. If she runs distance, swims, or gets active, she can work on reducing those stress hormones, and it will help her tremendously.
On the topic of the poem, itself, you set the scene visually, and gave the reader a good fly on the wall perspective of the situation. You used good descriptive devices, and I thought on the whole it was well written and extremely sensitively compose. Nice job..:)
I use to use this site quite a bit when I was a teenager but haven't really had the inspiration or desire to write much anymore. I hope to get back into it but it probably will take a good amount of t.. more..