healingisfeeling

I hold a throng of voices
Which compete inside my head,
The end result does makes me feel
A wish that I were dead.

From stupid to a loser
Not enough weighs on my heart,
Then ugly, fat and ultimately
A mistake right from the start.

Yet what if I had missed a point
One question that might change,
The way in which I answer them
Could rearrange my brain.

For once, instead, I'll ask myself
"What if they were truly wrong?"
And challenge each and every thought
Til the voices are long gone.

What if I also grasp the concept
From a different point of view?
Catching a glimpse inside their heart
To see how much it's hurting too?

Just what if I thought back
At my own words spewed out of hate?
A reaction just the same
Making my pain another's fate?

What if I learned how in place of
To forgive unto myself?
And accept that all those voices
Belong high up on a shelf?

You see I really don't believe them
If I stare at all the facts,
Yet still can't help but wonder
Of the years they held me back?

It's our unresolved trauma
Which hurts those of whom we love,
And bald faced lies spurt freely
Masking of His truth above.

If we would just allow ourselves
To finally let go of their lies,
We'd find true love of His awaits
To dry up all our tear stained eyes.

Cause there's a purpose in the pain
Which was passed down from them to you,
And that's to help heal others' hearts
By letting God first heal yours through.

By: Debra Brent
11/02/2020

#Depression #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Anxiety #PTSD #CPTSD #selflimitingbeliefs #Poetry #MentalHealth #Suicide #SuicideAwareness #poetrytherapy #artfromtheheart #healingisfeeling #Recovery #youarenotalone #Faith #Selfworth #Selfcompassion #selfawareness #Selflove

The Sound of Silence

A new world is what we now live in
Fear keeps true connection at bay,
We give of our love by a heart, like or follow
Yet silence grows more day by day.

We cultivate internet friendships
Using that which we want them to see,
But keep hidden behind every tear in our eyes
All the pain such a silence does bring.

How can we communicate feelings
When masks are the norm on display?
Concealing a smile that's turned upside down
We slowly begin to decay.

Then sit in a chokehold of stillness
Click on a small screen to deflect,
Pushing aside the cancer which lies
Deep in our hearts, stomach and chest.

To love is a verb, it's an action
This includes how we too love ourselves,
And when looking inside makes you break down and cry
That's a signal to reach out for help.

When revealed hurt continually bottled
Sounds of silence can begin to fade,
It's within a deep human connection
Where we put our true selves on display.

Cause healing is reached by each feeling
That we're willing to share and explore,
If we just would fillet ourselves open
Walls built could then turn into doors.

By: Debra Brent
09/14/2020

#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #PTSD #CPTSD #Depression #Anxiety #PanicDisorder #SuicidalThoughts #SuicideAwareness #purposeinthepain #Poetry #poems #healingisfeeling #youarenotalone #MentalHealth

A new world is what we now live in
Fear keeps true connection at bay,
We give of our love by a heart, like or follow
Yet silence grows more day by day.

We cultivate internet friendships
Using that which we want them to see,
But keep hidden behind every tear in our eyes
All the pain such a silence does bring.

How can we communicate feelings
When masks are the norm on display?
Concealing a smile that's turned upside down
We slowly begin to decay.

Then sit in a chokehold of stillness
Click on a small screen to deflect,
Pushing aside the cancer which lies
Deep in our hearts, stomach and chest.

To love is a verb, it's an action
This includes how we too love ourselves,
And when looking inside makes you break down and cry
That's a signal to reach out for help.

To reveal hurt continually bottled
Sounds of silence can begin to fade,
It's within a deep human connection
Where we put our true selves on display.

Cause healing is reached by each feeling
That we're willing to share and explore,
If we just would fillet ourselves open
Walls built could then turn into doors.

By: Debra Brent
09/14/2020

#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #PTSD #CPTSD #Anxiety #Depression #SuicidalThoughts #PanicDisorder #MentalHealthAwareness #Poetry #purposeinthepain #soundofsilence #healingisfeeling #youarenotalone #weareallinthistogether

We mask of self doubt with sarcasm
And life's fear with the "I don't care's",
Push away all of those who get too close
Afraid they might strip our hearts bare.

We mask of our wants cause it hurts
To admit we are worthy of needs,
We mask hidden sorrow inside
By the cuts on our skin which still bleed.

We mask to ourselves through each lie
To keep what is the truth at arm's length,
We mask all we don't wish to bear
Cause we've yet to see of our own strength.

We mask the root causes of pain
But distraction's only a delay,
Holding back every tear in our eyes
Thinking nobody cares anyway.

Yet our comfort zone's what we allow
To stay stuck where one does not belong,
If we'd just give ourselves the permission
Utilize what's been there all along.

For we hold our own power to shed
Every toxic thought strangling our throats,
Because once we become vulnerable
Unmasked you'll found courage and hope.

By: Debra Brent
03/18/2020

#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #PTSD #CPTSD #Depression #Suicide #MajorDepressiveDisorder #Healing #MentalHealth #Therapy #Poetry #poet #ArtTherapy #healingisfeeling #youmatter #vulnerability #courage #Hope #masks #hurting #Pain #Anxiety #Cutting #SelfDoubt #selfcare #Shame #ToxicShame