A look at Mental Illness and Beyond
The athlete, the competitor, flaunter, tease, academic, worker, they all found time to be present. In experiencing life with all these spirits, I learned a great deal about compassion, pain, and cries from within. What others didn't see, I saw magnified.
While something stirs within, a roar of silence overcomes the whisper of hope. This is it. The hand is dealt, the time has come, you lose.
Conversations cease In quiet ravines And distance closes gaps. I am Pluto. You the sun. To address how far we've run.
Observations.
Is this a meltdown of sorts? For the first time in my life, I am crying out to myself- not a doctor, not family, not even God. I am internally wailing at myself to wake up, to feel, to live. Yet, I have zero response in me.
Americans seem to live in a selfish bubble at this time. Unaware of the world in chaos and pain. What some endure today is far greater pain than anything we can comprehend.
Jesus Love You. Period.
There is darkness in information overload, constant debating turned confrontation and reading the barrage of opinions and rude remarks. We listen, unpack, then regurgitate it back to the masses. All the while, filling our thoughts with worldly nonsense in a brain not capable of holding more. Processing is a function that tires you out. If you don't prioritize your ideas, you will lose ground in mental clarity and stability.
You want a friend to believe in you? I am here. You want to take a moment to see another story than your's, I'm here. We can qualify the narrative that power, greed, and brutality exists among those in positions of trust.
Our hearts cry, and our blood looks the same.
For dead men are speaking, to the world from the grave.
Everyone is welcome
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
Author, Writer, and Mental Health Advocate
Short articles to bring inspiration to people.
Autism-spectrum-disorder, posttraumatic stress disorder.. autoimmune.
By Tim Broken
A blog about the chaotic journey of mental illness and how my salvation, faith, self-acceptance and hope have helped me move forward!
Hope isn't an emotion, but a daily choice.
Clear mind and life
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