Haiku
depression
waves spiraled inward
stuck in daybreak -releases
voices in the realm
Photography Poetry critics depression dissociative mental well-being reality this writing life voices
depression
waves spiraled inward
stuck in daybreak -releases
voices in the realm
Photography Poetry critics depression dissociative mental well-being reality this writing life voices
Depression comes in waves. Not always static.
Meaning?
I have found once your wrapped in depression’s blanket, the energy to emerge is beyond feasible. (But often doable, like being on automatic pilot.) And i do agree it comes in waves… for once you are able to break out, your susceptibility greater, and find you are far easier to be overcome by the next wave.
So does my rendering not jive with you? Or?
how does one overcome the waves?
For me, listening to the right voices. Choosing right 🎶. Calming or energizing smells. Too often, sleeping, but upon waking up, hearing nothing and knowing i have places to go, so i just get up and go. Ha! That and talking to my therapist, but less and less of that. 🕊❤️ J
Thank you.
Interesting water lily abstraction. Speaks well of our inner shadows. I have difficulties commenting on this topic since it has affected a family member recently. May the light be with you.
One needs to break the spiral…