Shed The Distractions
Heal From The Inside
Dazed and confused by the news on tv
I fear what effect it has on my sanity
Self help on the pod cast, trying hard to break free
Therapy for the therapist, providing therapy for me
Relax and set boundaries
Adjust your time, to just breathe
Carefully create moments, that heal what no one else sees
Take time for connecting, taking care of your needs
Insist on the you time, maintaining your, me
One more thing to remember, it’s ok to retreat
Never mind the consequences of doing what you need, it’s a necessary distraction from life’s reality
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Six Feet Under
Buried alive. What a horrible way to go. Yazz lay there, in her own thoughts. What else could she do? She was hungry, thirsty, tired, mentally, and physically exhausted, and more than anything, she was bored. She hoped she would die of boredom before anything else, anything else would've been more painful. Like many people had, she and her friends had talked about what they reckon the worst ways to die were, it was a morbid subject, but it came up every now and again. Yazz had always been one to argue her point on drowning, others had mentioned burning alive, slowly and painfully bleeding to death, hung drawn and quartered, and being starved to death. It was strange that none of them had considered being buried alive, it had never come up. But now, she was thinking back to those conversations her and her friends had had, how could they have not thought about it? It took a lot longer than the others, you were completely confined, you couldn't move or do anything, you just had to wait, until your body was physically unable to support a life system anymore, which could take up to four days. Four! By far the longest out of all of them. She recounted some of these conversations just to try and pass the time, anything to pass the time. It was difficult to know how much time had passed since she had been underground, it was difficult to know anything. There were many things that Yazz didn't know, she didn't know where she was, she didn't know how she'd got into the coffin, she'd just woken up there. Yazz also didn't know what time it was, or even what day it was, she guessed at Tuesday, it was Sunday evening when she'd been buried alive, intentionally, and although it had felt like weeks had passed, she was still alive, which means she hadn't died from dehydration, and therefore it couldn't have been more than four days.
By Liam Storma day ago in Fiction
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Beautiful poem. Well done.
I love the message in this poem 🥰💓
Wonderful message, Kelli! I really need to follow this advice ❤️❤️❤️
A wonderful inspiration to read this morning :) And that picture looks so peaceful.
Loved the message of this and the rhyming and assonance. Very talented
My Insights are glitching but I would have added every one. THANK YOU for publishing this inspirational poem filled with meaning. It’s very real and I feel a deep connection. Plus you reflect and provide sage advice. ‘Carefully create moments, that heal what no one else sees Take time for connecting, taking care of your needs Insist on the you time, maintaining your, me …’ I re read again: ‘maintaining your, me …’ Pauline 🌸
Wise counsel. Now, if I could just persuade myself to follow it.
OUTSTANDING WORK💜💜💜💜⭐️🌟🌟🌟🌟 KEEP THEM COMING!!!
A brilliant piece and the last line brings all together like a good Lebowski rug! :)