Me, alone

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Left of centre you stand

Speaking as if I don’t exist

On the day I really need you to be there

When I felt my body tremble

Why tell myself I needed to push through?

Why not just let go and walk away

You are the magnet

That still exerts a hold over me

And when I look to you for help

Nothing comes

I turn my gaze towards others

Now its hard to go to bed

I wait and I delay

Meeting myself in the cold and dark

But why when I am really my own best friend

Why keep looking for something more outside that is never there

And leaves me more confused and alone than ever

Why not just wrap loving arms around myself

And find peace in that company

All these external things really in the end mean nothing

You cannot take them with you

And they cannot keep you warm at night

The only warmth you find

Is in being there for yourself

In the way others can’t and won’t

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

Categories Aloneness, Dark Night of the Soul, Poems, Trauma4 Comments

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