NikkiOso

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Many years ago, I used to write and submit to poetry.com. My cptsd has me super dysregulated, and I think it's the absence of my long time coping through writing. I'm using myself as a guinea pig revisiting poetry.com just to try to revive my brain and re regulate. As anyone can plainly see, i can no longer write and fear it may serve as more of a trigger instead. I think that's all there is to say about that... I'm just some crazy pants lady trying to find an outlet and vent.

  April 2024     14 days ago

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Rising Son

It's such a beautiful sight!
When the sun rises from the night,
It lights up the sky,
And makes everything bright

Beauty is when the sun does rise,
It's always beautiful when the sun does rise.

Clouds may cast shadows,
But still we see...

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Make It End

10 years, or more...
More than just a few closed doors

This sorrow has no end,
But you said it'd be okay.
I only want to cry,
But it seems this well has run dry

Still,
I remember you promised
to wipe away every tear from my eyes
Why...

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I have written many of these, and I am happy to say that one day I gathered them all up and burned them along with every written memory of anything I had done or anything done to me. I dug deep to pull it all out and release it. I found it to be very freeing because every time I read the words, it took me back. It took a decade to stop having the very real flashbacks, and I hope you never deal with that. For anyone experiencing that, please take care ❤️ 

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I feel your loss, and I hope you are healing as you share. I know it is important to express it and get it out, but for me, sometimes I need someone to HEAR me and feel the pain with me. I may be selfish for that, but it seemed the loss wasn't felt or even acknowledged by anyone else. It still hurts. I lost my babies on mothers day 2017. I hate the silent screams and vacuum grief seems to create. You are not alone, and I wish you healing and happiness. May your blessings always find you and bring you peace ❤️ 

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