Mental illness isn’t a battle to be won. Unfortunately, its a journey some of us didn’t choose to walk on.
Tag: grief
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Scattered
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There is one thing you should know about writing. It will will inevitably lead you to terrible places, as you cannot write about something if you have not lived it. Through the most important thing to bear in mind is this: you are there as a tourist and must always remain one.
There was a very specific reason why you were blessed with the ability to translate your sentiments into words- it is to bring a voice to suffering and torment. But, do not be too indulgent with your expericance of these things- despite how addictive suffering can be- how easy it is to get lost down that twisted path of self destruction. You must emerge from adversity , scathed but victorious- to tell your story and in turn , light the way for others.
~ Lang Leav
Silk
Words fall straight to my pen
Like silk
Like silk
Creamy and Cool.
I sense my fingertips begin to dance.
Anticipating the drop of ink,
First
Melancholy
then,
Dread,
Next Anguish,
Heavy words dominate my flow
True,
Real words are the only writing I know
The words that slide off the pen aren’t easy,
I call it paper bleeding,
It’s me screaming to be heard
So, I’ll keep dancing
Leaving drops of me along of the way
No matter what people say.
They still fall
Like silk
Like silk.
Obsessively, Incessantly with maddening hunger!
When I write, it always comes from personal experience. I only know how to write honestly. It’s soul cleansing.
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Keepin it simple
I drop to my own beat
I’ve always danced to my own beat, even though at times it doesn’t make sense. Being different is beautiful! Listen to your heart, your soul, and your spirit. It never lies.
I’ve lost and I’ve loved
I lost both of my brothers, June 2018, One was from a drug overdose, and five days later, my other brother committed suicide. Time doesn’t take it away. I have to go through it. I do that by writing. My poetry is a reflection of my inner being. I write to keep the demons away. I write to heal my soul. I write to keep my sanity. If you have ever lost someone you love, I’m here. I know your pain.
Two Poems by Tina Carey
Two Poems by Tina Carey
— Read on www.callandresponsejournal.com/post/two-poems-by-tina-carey
I am so humbled and appreciative of these opportunities!
Eyes
When you look into my eyes,
what do you see?
The debris from all the tragedy?
Thats only part of me.
Like a detainee,
I’m trapped inside.
Denied feelings of happiness,
only a slight will to survive.
I’m only here
because,
I plea
for sanity.
For my mind to not take over me
with negativity
to give me dignity
to fight another day.
Strength, not captivity
Ability, not anxiety .
I want to write words that need
to be heard, without them getting
blurred.
Let me transfer the good
for all that are misunderstood.
I want to RISE
Thats what I want you to see
when you look into my eyes.
Glue
I am a lost soul glued to an immobile shadow
Eye always closed
If I open them, its a horror I only know.
The sweet smell of roses
splashed with blood.
It’s enough to loose my fading wit.
I will never move on
It stays with me like
skin to bone.
Published by Poetica Review Dec 2019
Unique Poetry Site Launch
Poetry writers submit and get your words out there! I know how it feels, I’ve been there myself, but now being published so many times I have joined forces with some great editors and I’m excited to be apart of Unique.
I look forward to reading your work!
Founder/Editor
T.Carey
Tina Carey | Poetica Review
Tina Carey | Poetica Review
— Read on poeticareview.com/tina-carey/
So very honored!
Trapped
Some days are better than others, but most are like skin to rubber. I feel trapped inside.
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Home
Take me to this place you say is breezeless
where the shadows standstill
and the brightness is only at the tips of your toes,
and the darkness smells like rainbows.
Take me to this place you say people fall in love
without saying a word, where sunshine is vibrantly
heard.
Take me to this place were the waves crinkle
and never splash. Where you become ageless never
knowing how much time has passed.
Take me to this place, you and I will only know. Where mindfulness has no plateau.
Take me
Forever there.
Published by #ANTIherionchick Nov.2019
Brave
I think its brave that you never do!
Home by Tina Carey – Anti-Heroin Chic
Home by Tina Carey – Anti-Heroin Chic
— Read on heroinchic.weebly.com/blog/home-by-tina-carey
On this day that I am heavy, and full of saddness, my poem “Home” was published.
So honored to be a part of this beautiful tribute.
Feeling Heavy today
Grief Knot
A loop of process
A loop of dismay
Crossed and tightened to bring enormous pain.
After being worn for some time,
it starts to unravel
exposing pieces of
happiness,
loosened smiles,
drops of laughter
tangled with moments of love.
Catch those strings
and put them up for later,
when they appear the sorrow
seems to brightens
for that moment.
The knot
doesn’t seem so tight.
Those are the days
we should remember .
© 2019 Tina Carey
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I am working on a New project that I am so proud of. I want to spread love and light to as many people as possible. I hope you wander with me on my voyage.
Speechless
#ANTIheroinchick is doing a beautiful piece on grief. I was honored to have my poem published. This is very personal and I am truly honored.