Lying Flat
Tragedy Or A Blessing
Meditiation

Lying Flat

I awake with an effort,
slowly opening my eyelids
like a creaky rusty garage door.

Nothing has changed,
perhaps I'm even more deranged.
Like a tortoise I tentatively peek from my duvet shell

body aching, at risk of shutdown from my eternal bed lying.
To edge myself from this cocoon seems monumental, far less
the daily trudge of washing and dressing.

I'm dead tired dead beat dead daft dead spirit
dead flat.

Is there a cure for this feeling like manure?
Medication or psychotherapy or both -
what about some spiritual healing?

I try some - a sip
I like it - this makes sense

Hallelujah!
I am reborn

I'm awake
I'm alert
I'm bright
I'm gracious
I can feel

I am alive

Kim Schröder

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Tragedy Or A Blessing

Just a little cautionary note: This poem may be TRIGGERY for some. Keep yourself safe and please don't read it if you think it'll badly affect you. If you need help or support, please see the resources section or contact The Samaritans.
Take Care, xxx R

If I were to jump out this window right now
Would your life be easier
All I know is I wouldn’t leave a letter
Explaining my actions
You can think for yourself
It will be obvious what was on my mind
My brain will be all across the pavement
Just take a look
I haven’t thought clearer in my life
Life is full of fog
Is this what you would call a tragedy
Some might say its a blessing
Do you know where I’m coming from
Do you know why our screams are so loud?
You’ll never live this life
I know you don’t get it
And I couldn’t care less
How many chapters will be before the ending
Lets just get to the point
I will not survive this fall

Craig

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Meditation

Let your mind go quiet.
Be at peace.
Life's trials and hardships
never really cease -
but just for a few brief minutes
every single day,
try to let go of
that sense
of foreboding,
of ever-rising panic.
Then feel the sweet release.
Now, my friend, you truly are at peace.

Paula Puddephatt
First published in FDA Newsletter, 2003