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Relapse

Red ribbons running once again
Empty promises and false hopes
Left to dry on a tissue tossed in the trash
Anger and sadness become a deadly mix
Pain on the surface in an attempt to reach within
Scars – are they left on the skin or the heart?
Endless regretย for ephemeralย fix

ยฉ Victoria Morrison 2015

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6 thoughts on “Relapse

  1. Two steps forward, one step back, two steps forward. Don’t let the one step keep you from the next two, Victoria. You have a lot of people on your side. The support may appear ephemeral, but in reality its unflagging and unconditional.

  2. This poem breaks my heart, Victoria, and makes me glad you have writing as a means of release. I just said to a friend tonight that most of the really positive things in my life have happened as a result of the most painful ones. You are too young to have learned this for yourself, I’m sure, but perhaps you will believe someone who tries very hard not to lie–that the most horrible things come out with positive results in the end. The control you have is attitude–which I know is so so hard. Keep writing. There is more than one way to let the pain out. xo Judy

    1. Thanks so much, Judy, and I’m sorry to have pained you. Ive learned that you are very wise and I am grateful to receive advice and words of support from you. I’ll keep what you said in mind, and definitely try to stick with the writing. I have discovered that going to the gym and reading both help. Thank you again xx

      1. I took workshops from a wonderful writing teacher in L.A. for years. There was one young woman, a wonderful writing but so sad and pale. It was the punk era and her clothing reflected her mood. Jack, the workshop poet, was a genius in finding ways to cure writer’s block and lack of inspiration. For this young lady, he prescribed a half hour of exercise each day before writing. It was amazing how both her writing, mood and general demeanor improved. For me, he prescribed not writing but doing art instead. I balked, but did it any way and I ended up earning my living by art for 14 years. It took me years to go back to writing, but when I did, it was from a completely different viewpoint and writing became a pleasure rather than a pain.

        1. Wow, that’s fascinating… It’s interesting what affects one’s writing and how. Thanks for sharing that!

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