Occupational Hazard – Random Thoughts

Sometimes I take myself to that sad place intentionally for the sake of the writer in me

Then I have to shake the heaviness I feel after I’ve created something broken and beautiful

Sometimes the sadness lingers with me for days and won’t let me go

The energy is strong from music

Experiences and other people trauma

I call it an occupational hazard

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Protected: Can we talk about grief ?? Random thought

In a few words, in the comment section, describe your most powerful description of grief
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In a few words, in the comment section, describe your most powerful description of grief
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HELP ME IM BURRIED IN GRIEF!

I swept grief in a nice neat pile and one day it busted out and assaulted me.

Grief doesn’t want you perusing it, it does what it wants when it wants

Grief isn’t just a neat wound you can dress, the healing is in living

Grief reminds us that weonce loved

Grief pushed me into education

Grief- I suck at this kind of talk

Grief is cold Callous and matter of fact

Grief forces you to get a permission slip

Grief hides for a little while but there it goes again

Grief makes me feel like I’m floating unable to ground myself

Grief- I buried it, ohh but the roots are so deeply attached

I do not deserve to live in this pain

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I will never again

Allow myself to feel 

The pain

Of being

Out of love

I won’t die

Ever again

Such a painful death

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Can we talk about grief ?? Random thought

In a few words, in the comment section, describe your most powerful description of grief
Examples below

HELP ME IM BURRIED IN GRIEF!

I swept grief in a nice neat pile and one day it busted out and assaulted me.

Grief doesn’t want you perusing it, it does what it wants when it wants

Grief isn’t just a neat wound you can dress, the healing is in living

Grief reminds us that we once loved

Grief pushed me into education

Grief- I suck at this kind of talk

Grief is cold Callous and matter of fact

Grief forces you to get a permission slip

Grief hides for a little while but there it goes again

Grief makes me feel like I’m floating unable to ground myself

Grief- I buried it, ohh but the roots are so deeply attached

I do not deserve to live in this pain

I got a Secret…Author Unknown

My mother used to tell me I would go to kindergarten sucking my thumb

And I did

My mother used to tell me I would go into Jr. high school sucking my thumb

And I did

My mother told me I would go to high school sucking my thumb

And I did

My mother always told me I would go to college sucking my thumb

And I did

My mother told me I would be a senior citizen sucking my thumb

And I was

My mother told me I would die sucking my thumb

And I did

Carpathia …

Sail me into an organs tune
Let me float away

And save me from myself

Color me a smile

So I can make sense

To this world

Love will stir your heart up
Take it back
Strengthen it
Only to begin the madness again

THE FLOWER IS MY CENTER AND THE PERSON ON THE ROC

WELL, THATS ME (:

SOME TIMES PROTECTING ME GETS A LITTLE CHALLENGING

WITH SO MANY PEOPLE PUSHING TO GET THEIR NEEDS MET

EVEN AT YOUR EXPENSE.

I ENCOURAGE YOU TO PROTECT YOUR CENTER (HEART) THERE

WILL BE TIMES YOU FALL SHORT BUT LEARN FROM THOSE VERY

TIMES.

SMILE AND KEEP IT MOVING AND REMEMBER…

NEVER GIVE UP ON LOVE EVEN WHEN IT HAS DEALT YOU A BAD HAND!

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE EVEN IF YOU BELIEVE IT.

I will never again

Allow myself to feel 

The pain

Of being

Out of love

I won’t die

Ever again

Such a painful death