Misfires

 Each night we process the good, bad & ugly.
We witness hate, cruelty & kindness lovely.

In sleep our brains sort thru & file it away.
Save, what we don’t understand; when down we lay.

Yes, these are the loose bolts that trauma causes.
When we remember, thoughts grind over pauses.

Some misfiles cause nightmares or sweaty panics.
Some breed situational mood swings manic.

In therapy, one by one, reorder these.
Make each horror small & get up off your knees.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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