Your storm

Your storm consumed me

Lost as I was in the wilderness

All I knew in my early life

Was loneliness

And an intensity

I did not understand

I was that little cork

Bobbing around in a wild sea

And as all known landmarks disappeared

So it was I drowned

Lacking your attention and comfort

Where else could I turn

But to substances

And as cold as I felt inwardly

Sometimes that medicine I sought

Felt so warm

Like the missing hug of a mother I longed for

Like the gentle touch and comfort

Of a warm human hand

I longed to hold

Oh how I have wept

Each time they demanded more for me to meet you

Oh how much I was sometimes

Blown entirely adrift by the fevered frenzy

Of that inner storm

Still I am trying so hard to meet you

And a wiser part of me looks on

At my child’s frenzy but still remains


This is the drama of my life

Like a repetition compulsion

Playing over and over

But somewhere too on the other side of this world

You too, weep and long

For calmer seas

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.

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2 thoughts on “Your storm”

  1. Being neglected by our parents, not feeling emotionally, supported by those who were, supposed to, love us, unconditionally, a hard childhood we’d all, weathered, and yet, we are still, capable of, finding the love that’s, right for our, selves, to love another like, we never had been, loved…

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