Demons in my Mind

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I have demons in
My mind,

They are taking
Up
My time,

I feel as though
I am
Going straight
Insane;

They are eating
Up
My brain;

I don’t like it;

I crave the
Familiar
Feeling of pain,
Zombified,
I pick up
The bottle to
My
Soft and
luscious lips;

Drown my sorrows
Until
Tomorrow;

It only made it worse
This I can’t
Deny;

Yet,
It is not my turn
To just sit and die,
Nor sing a
Precious
Lullaby;

Is it yours?

Demons in my
Brain;

Going straight
Insane;

Now it’s my
Time
To pray;

Creator save my
Soul,
You are the only one
That knows how much
It can toll,
Save me,
Save my mind
And
Make me sane;

I don’t want
To
Drift away
Into nothingness;

I don’t want to die
Inside,
Again.

Dawn Piercy © 2014

Working on Me

I haven’t been able to blog as much as I would like. However, in recent months I have been working on keeping my health up. I am in my 9th week of traction, physical therapy, adjustments and surprisingly have dropped 3 pant sizes. I’ve been able to get off 9 medications a day. Don’t know if it will stay that way. The doctors do not know either.

One thing is for sure. I feel soooo much better! I feel like me 😉

No matter how bad you have it, there is ALWAYS someone worse off and having a good attitude is key in being able to enjoy life.

Having acceptance is key as well.
Love you.
There is only “1” you.
Forgive yourself and carry on.

Pray for others, ignorance is bliss.
I am blissful but not ignorant. 😀
That’s why forgiving yourself is key!

Blessings to all.
Going to let some shocking news out =-0 lol.

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Fill In

Sitting in the air;
A world
To enter
Yet
You
Do
Not dare;

Turn around and look;

Now wait and close
Your eyes;

Closing in
So many words
Floating in
My mind
Pictures I do
See
When it is words
Spoken to me

Here it comes
A big suprise

I start to write
I pause

What is going on?

Where am I?

Where have I
Gone?

Nothing looks
Familiar;
Not streets
Not signs
Not words

I go to speak
Just
Silence

Living in a
World
Separate from
Time
Void

Pick up my camera
Take a shot
I may forget this
Moment

Catatonic
Blinding rage
Lack of space
Lack of time

I finally sit
Back
I crack and
I cry

Stand up
Stand straight
Stand tall

Not good enough
At least I tried;

Amnesia
Took
Away
A lot
Of precious
Time.

I thought you
Knew.

Please,
Don’t waist my
Time;

A time to
write;

A time to
Sing;

A time to tell
A time to smell.

Dawn Piercy ©2014

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