Tag Archives: poetry

My Life

March 26, 2021Uncategorizedanxiety, CBT, childhood abuse survivors, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, depression, Eating disorders, finding me, healing, healing from trauma, healing journey, hidden abuse, overcoming, past hurt, poetry, PTSD, recovery, recovery is possible, set yourself free, short read, trauma, writing to healKelly Ge

This is my life.

My life only.

I may shame my life with you,

But this is my life.

I draw the lines.

This is my life.

I say who comes

And who goes.

This is my life.

I have power.

This is my life.

I have say.

This is my life.

I am in charge.

This is my life.

I am in control of me.

This is my life.

When He

March 24, 2021Uncategorizedanxiety, Bipolar Type 2, CBT, childhood abuse survivors, childhood sexual abuse survivor, coping, depression, dominant women, fiancé, healing, healing from trauma, hidden abuse, love, overcoming, poetry, PTSD, relationships, short read, true love, writing to healKelly Ge

When he speaks to your soul, words flow swiftly.

A river from your heart, no conscious thought to it.

Encouraging women like you, you will do.

For he has truly loved you.

Thank You

March 5, 2021Uncategorized3 lines, anxiety, Bipolar Type 2, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, depression, healing, healing from trauma, hidden abuse, poetry, PTSD, short read, writing to healKelly Ge

Thank you.

For what?

Just thank you.

“One More Bite Kelly”

February 24, 2021Uncategorizedanxiety, atypical anorexia, CBT, childhood abuse survivors, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, depression, finding me, healing, healing from trauma, hidden abuse, mixed eating disorders, overcoming, past hurt, poetry, PTSD, short read, struggling to eat, trauma, writing to healKelly Ge

Peanut butter cup crepe from Twisted Crepe Asheville NC. Look at this thing! Can you imagine anyone struggling to eat that? Well I was doing just fine even though it was loud, bright, and people very close to me, until I realized my fiancé was done and waiting on me. My stomach locked right up and I had two choices; 1) cry or 2) stare at my food, rub my belly, and repeat the words, “One more bite Kelly”.

One more bite Kelly,

Just one more bite.

One more bite Kelly,

There’s just one left.

One more bite Kelly,

I need you to take

One more bite Kelly.

Just tired

February 19, 2021Uncategorizedanxiety, Bipolar Type 2, childhood sexual abuse survivor, depression, healing, healing from trauma, past hurt, poetry, PTSD, recovery, sleeping troubles, writing to healKelly Ge

Two years; fighting-practicing, fighting-practicing, fighting-practicing.

Just tired.

Two nights; toss-turn, toss-turn, toss-turn.

Just tired.

Crying over spilled milk and a dirty dishwasher; a change in the schedule.

Just tired.

Point Me North

February 18, 2021Uncategorized3 lines, anxiety, Bipolar Type 2, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, depression, healing, healing from trauma, hidden abuse, hidden abuse survivor, north, poetry, PTSD, short read, southKelly Ge

When I look south

Point me north my love,

For you are my northern star.

Pull Me Forward

January 8, 2021Uncategorizedanxiety, Bipolar Type 2, CBT, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, easy read, forward, healing, healing from trauma, hidden abuse, overcoming, past, past hurt, poem, poetry, short read, writing to healKelly Ge

When I look back,

Pull me forward.

When I look back,

Pull me forward.

When I look back,

Pull me forward.

When I look back,

Pull

Forward.

The Words I Needed You to Say

November 19, 2020Uncategorizedanxiety, Bipolar Type 2, CBT, childhood abuse survivors, childhood sexual abuse survivor, CPTSD, depression, healing, healing from trauma, hypomanic, major depressive disorder, poetry, PTSD, short read, trauma, writing to healKelly Ge

I don’t know if I can ever express how much I needed to hear those words.

A confirmation that you have seen my effort.

A confirmation that I am thriving.

A confirmation of your love for me.

You have no clue how much I needed to hear those words.

Abuse

November 16, 2020UncategorizedpoetryKelly Ge

Abuse it comes in many forms.

Abuse it is a storm.

Aprroval

November 14, 2020UncategorizedpoetryKelly Ge

I want it.

I desire it.

I need it.

We all do.

It cannot,

It will not,

Control me.

Because I don’t

Need it.

Mine is what

I should seek.

Mine is all

I need.

Crazy Messy Me

healing me creatively

Tag Archives: poetry

My Life

When He

Thank You

“One More Bite Kelly”

Just tired

Point Me North

Pull Me Forward

The Words I Needed You to Say

Abuse

Aprroval