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Wednesday 28 November 2012

The Mind


The Mind

Once there was a little girl,
Who’s life was overtaken.
Her body was a sarcrifice,
Her heart and soul forsaken.

She was a lovely little girl,
Her eyes the deepest brown.
But if you stopped and stared too long,
You’d cry for what you found.

For her eyes held a secret,
So chilling and so bare.
But nobody thought to see it,
Nobody seemed to care.

So slowly, but so surely,
She began to discover,
That her mind was her only friend.
It was working undercover.

Her mind, it made a shelter,
From the horror and the pain.
It kept her fears and worries hidden,
And didn’t let them show again.

Until she was a little older,
And the fears and worries surfaced.
Then everybody thought that she was
Crazy for no purpose.

She soon discovered the only way to freedom
Was to run away.
But her mind had other things on board,
Some other things at play.

The post traumatic stress kicked in
Around age twenty one.
It was only then that people saw
The damage that was done.

Her mind, it was a rollercoaster,
Of ups and downs and violence.
Her heart was now an open book,
That nobody could silence.

She struggled for a little while,
Then her mind began to clear.
She found that if she focused,
There was nothing left to fear.


She made a happy family,
A husband and two daughters.
Her mind was free and happy now,
Thanks to some inner forces.

And so she lived a few great years,
So full of hopes and dreams.
Before the dreaded illness came,
And ripped her at the seams.

Like a storm out of the blue,
The mental illness came.
It shook her world, her soul, her mind,
Things would never be the same.

The voices and the paranoia
Hit her like a wall.
They tore her down, discouraged her,
Till there was nothing left.

Well, almost nothing – but you see,
Her mind, it kept on going.
It kept some seeds of strength in store,
And kept them ever growing.

So now she lives from day to day,
Sometimes from week to week.
She takes life as it comes to her,
She doesn’t hide, she seeks.

She sees her life for what it is,
A life of sun and thunder.
And how she made it through it all?
Sometimes we have to wonder!

She’s come so far throughout her life,
Thanks to a steadfast mind.
A stronger person, full of love,
The world will never find.

So next time you are feeling down,
Or going round the bend,
Just think of this little girl and see –
It all works out in the end.

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