Caged
had a lil breakdown last week.. this was what running through my mind by the time i was “done crying”..
prolly due to pressure and the fact that my medicine’s finishing.. good thing i managed to get new batch of meds, 1 burden solved.. if only the one tormenting my mind and heart will be a lil nicer more often..
Caged belongs to the following groups:
All Out Emotion, Artists with Disabilities, Deep Within, The Healing Journey and Voices of the Dark and the DeepThe beast within roars in anguish!
His pain, his agony, no one knows!
Locked within the cage of glass,
Open for all to see and scorn.
He screams and punch,
and scratch the walls,
yet nothing changes…
“Somebody save me…”
The people outside,
they’re staring at him,
pointing at him..
laughing at him..
jeering at him!
Why must he be locked within?
BANG!!
no… it wouldn’t break..
WHY!!!!
His hands bleed,
his chest hurts,
his eyes tears,
his throat sore,
yet nothing changes!!!
Will no one save him?
Will no one love him?
He is the beast,
locked and caged..
within my heart~
Karin Taylor
think it’s great the way you’ve put down your feelings into words…. you hold the key
CateTownsend
Hi Fa
I think it’s great that you are writing and drawing about how you feel, when your angry, depressed. It’s hard for me, I have started to do the same and write about how I’m feeling. I can’t publish mine though, as what I’m going through just doesn’t involve me. Many things can push you to depression, some are more prone to it than others. Who knows maybe some people are just made of steel don’t have a heart and don’t understand what it’s like to feel such pain and despair. Just know that there are so many suffering for whatever reason, your not alone. I have my good days and my bad days, but nothing will ever be the same for me since the day someone hurt my child. I wrote a poem called “Nothing Remains The Same” and got some stuff out and I wish that I could put it up for people to read, but because of legal reasons and to protect my child I can’t. I am going to try and write some stuff that I can put out there, as there is still so much inside me to be let out. I want to do some art that isn’t so pretty or cute. It helps I think to get the pain out squeeze it out in pen or paint let the puss pour out lol. Anyway Fa you are loved and cared about greatly it is real believe it. You are not alone in your suffering xxxooo