My Forest

In my mind I'm running around a cold and empty space

just put your arms around me and tell me everything's okay

Break my bones but you won't see me fall

That's all I need.

Some reassurance.

Reassurance that everything will be okay.

Instead I'm being bombarded with comments like this:

It was years ago.

You're selfish.

Get over it.

Get over it?

You can't just suddenly get over something that changed your life.

Not only did 1 traumatic thing happen, but another followed very soon after.  

It's not like I haven't been trying to become stronger.

It's not like I don't know I'm lucky.

I am very lucky. I could've lost my eye.

I'm just trying.

but it doesn't help when everyone else is timing you. 

There should never be a time limit.

I hate how people don't seem to understand getting over something traumatic takes time.

Every person is different.

I've been trying to appear strong for a long time.

Everything I ever do or say never seems to be good enough.

People seem to have a problem with anything I do.

Whether it's writing, my music, my likes, or my optimistic attitude.

The reason why I hang out in the forest all the time is because there isn't anyone judging my every move.

My every word.

There isn't anyone telling me who I should be.

Who I shouldn't be.

The animals love me.

The trees keep my secrets.

The trails that my feet light on fire know my steps by heart.

My feet are chomping at the bit to break free.  

The sky above gives me hugs.

I get kisses from the welcoming and warm sun.

The rain is my very best friend.

It washes all the pressure away.

Each dot of water are the tears I've been trying to hide.

The drops keep me in line.

The wind presses my back and guides me a long.

As the forest gets darker, the lighter I begin to feel.

From now on, I'm not going to let anyone tell me who I am.

What I can and can't do.

These are my eyes.

This is my heart.

It is my life.

All I can do is keep running.

Maybe one day they'll be satisfied with Kathryn Annemarie.

I'm ready for this:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gd2s-5pFMVI

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem and photos. I love the forest. Thank you for sharing the outstanding story.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

"These are my eyes.

This is my heart.

It is my life.


All I can do is keep running."

We keep running from something to find something else within and without. Some guide their feelings and some just immerse in head on. Excellent...:)...................

[Samaira]

Sometimes the people we feel closest to cannot provide us with the comfort and space we need. They lose their patience. That's when nature helps. The stars. The sky. The forest in this case. I love how you write.

[Tomorrowneverknows]

I fully understand your disappointment. The forest gives you the peace that you need , the same peace that I find in the night. I do like this quote:

"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”
― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

For that reason it is hard to find comfort in human beings. Society is a jungle

- Jesus

[Robert]

Its hard to please everyone and you will take the time to heal in your own way and own time. Don't let people get you down. If someone doesn't help you that you think should, seek out another to help. There is always someone somewhere willing to help. A very emotional piece I hope it helps you when you write.

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Well-said, Kathryn and you are right: as individuals we all deal with things differently and do so in our own time... we do not fit the same moulds, any of us... love the visuals too...