I want to thank everyone who has been supporting me, encouraging me, and following the poetry, photography, and mental health videos I’ve been creating here. The past couple weeks I’ve been undergoing some new treatments for my mental health and it has left me exhausted at the end of most days. I’ve been sharing everyContinue reading “A Sabbath Rest”
Tag Archives: PTSD
Poem – You Take Emptiness Away
I write to you here I write to you Be near Longing and Thirsty Quench this restless starvation Not scared Yet holding onto Hope Hope of Your Salvation is Always near Not pain, but broken layers becoming clear See me in my darkness See me in my night See me in my new dawn SeeContinue reading “Poem – You Take Emptiness Away”
Poem – Stay and Wait
Description: My first response to almost every stressful situation is to run away. Oddly and disappointingly God has at time revealed to me that His Way is actually to stay and endure and watch for His provision in the impossible. This poem is an ode to that voice of His whether I follow it orContinue reading “Poem – Stay and Wait”
Poem – Healing Hands
Description: I wrote this poem in a time of recovery and healing working in Yellowstone National Park. It was what God was speaking to me in that time, trying to lift me out of my spiritual darkness kindly and lovingly. My Darling, My Child, Why do you fret? Why are you so frantic? Don’t youContinue reading “Poem – Healing Hands”
Rest for the Weary
It’s been a long hard road Every day fraught with trouble. I’ve been fight or flight It’s been so long, It could be my whole life. Always fighting fear and pain. Troubled thoughts Trying to drag me into the grave. No room for self No room for love No room for others amongst these thoughts.Continue reading “Rest for the Weary”
Future: What Do You Hold?
I look at you And I shake at the knees Even one day ahead Too much for me to perceive To Control you is impossible To take hold of you improbable Let Go and Let God It’s all that remains.
Mental Health and Artistic Expression
Whisp in the Wind
Delicately Floating Expression of Beauty and Grace Longing to be Heard Vying to be Seen. I ask to please not crush me All I want is to grow All I want is to be a blessing Let me thrive that I may truly live.
Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Post Traumatic Stress Is it family or country? What if all I suffer is not truly my own? Like a canary in a cave We experience the sins of our environment. Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Who really knows the way? Is there really a way? Deep DarkContinue reading “Jungle Confusion”
An Authentic Moment in History
Can I be real for just a moment? The depression I’m experiencing is very real today. I cannot seem to work, experience anything emotional other than pain, or even rest in my misery. It seems that my only outlet is anger and frustration. My increasing concerns about COVID-19 are mounting with those around me seemingContinue reading “An Authentic Moment in History”