no truer words said

[Life_and_Death]

ok there probably is but i still agree with these ones. for clarification i put this here because im specifically referring to this line ('Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out) but upon reading the lyrics i agreed with most of it lol. for me searching for a way out can be recovery or suicide. but currently for me its recovery. and since becoming more recovered ive only realized how alone i am causing me to break down.



I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze
I'm not sure if I should say this, fuck, I'll say it anyway
Everybody tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase
I don't know if it's a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah
I battle with depression, but the question still remains
Is this post-traumatic stressin' or am I suppressing rage?
And my doctor tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase
Yeah, it's not a fucking phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay
Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit everyday
And it's probably 'cause my demons simultaneously rage
It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out
I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
I'm a popular, popular monster
I break down, falling into love now with falling apart
I'm a popular, popular monster
I think I'm going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze
Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace
I'm in a race against myself I try to keep a steady pace
How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?
Oh my God, I keep on stressin', every second that I waste
Is another second sooner to a blessing I won't take
But my therapist will tell me that I'm going through a stage
Yeah, it's not a fucking stage, I just wanna feel okay, okay
Motherfucker, now you got my attention
I need to change a couple things 'cause something is missin'
And what if I were to lie, tell you everything is fine?
Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave
I am terrified, I fell asleep at the wheel again
Crashed my car just to feel again
It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out
I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
I'm a popular, popular monster
I break down, falling into love now with falling apart
I'm a popular, popular fucking monster
Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh
We're sick and tired of wondering
Praying to a God that you don't believe
We're searching for the truth in the lost and found
So the question I ask is, oh, where the fuck is your god now?
'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out
I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
I'm a popular, popular monster
I break down, falling into love now with falling apart
I'm a popular, popular monster
I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
I'm a popular, popular monster

 

[timf]

A major element of poetry (and thus song lyrics as well) is to convey emotion. The desire to reach out and share how you are feeling is a healthy indicator of recovery. However, when one is at an earlier point of recovery, it is possible to overwhelm others with an intensity of emotional content.

As your recovery advances, you may find that your greater than average emotional capacity will help you be in a position to aid others who also may be in pain. Those with less emotional sensitivity may be better able to withstand the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, however, they are also less able to feel the joy to be experienced in life.

In a way, similar to one who has extra sensitive hearing or is sensitive to light or touch, you may have to include experimenting with strategies to protect your emotional sensitivities. Many people with similar emotional sensitivity turn to various forms of artistic expression.

The world can be difficult for those with artistic sensitivities, even within artistic communities. It can help to have at least one person (family member or friend) who understands you and can give you an anchor point.

One additional cautionary thought. In the realm of poetry, one creates images that can develop a lasting influence. For example, if you use the imagery of a "monster" to express something about yourself, you want to be careful that the image doesn't take root and become something that defines how you see yourself. A poet creates images with words. A danger lies in when the words work within us and shape us in ways we did not intend.

 

[WhiteDespair]

Artistic expression helps though it does take practice and effort to draw it out.

I wrote a couple of poems yesterday after not writing for months. It would be nice to continue.