Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts

Monday, September 23, 2013

1.1 Dream by Anna Rae

I dream of happiness.
I dream of joy departed.
I dream of sadness.
I dream of rain.
I dream of sunshine.
I dream of those I hate.
I dream of those I love.
I dream of those who love me.
I dream of lost loved ones.
I dream of the hospital.
I dream of the pain.
I dream of the hurt.
I dream of the meanness.
I dream of hope.
I dream of the future.
I dream of the past.
I dreams of my present.
I dream many dreams departed.
I dream in color.
I dream of despair.
I dream of birth.
I dream of crowns.
I dream of blood.
I dream
I dream
What good is a dream?
What do they accomplish?
They are wicked -
Destroious
Ridiculous
Embroils
Anguish
Melancholy
A dream can good
Or so they say -
Driving force
Remembrance
Embosoms
Achievements
Merriment
For which side you choose
Always dream.
For to dream is a gift.
To dream makes on worthy
of being called a dreamer
To dream
To dream
To dream
To dream

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

1.1 Piece of Your Mind by Anna Rae

Generally, I'm a bottler. I bottle things in and don't express how I feel. I don't give someone a piece of my mind like they probably deserve. However, once the bottle inside me is full...I explode. It may be over something tiny and not explode-worthy. Once in a while, I explode on someone who doesn't really deserve it.

My "exploding" ranges. Sometimes I'll cry and be angry; for some reasons tears like to leak when I'm angry. On rare occasions, though, I turn into a devil. I yell and insult and punch walls; I very well can't punch you, can I? But yes...I have a temper my biological father would be proud of. It is one trait I gained from him. Limited people have actually seen and witnessed this. My poor parents and 2 friends have seen this sad event.

I really need to learn not to bottle my emotions. It's bad for the psyche and for the person who will cause the explosion. When one really and truly deserves to get a piece of my mind, I should bestow that. Granted, it'll be done calmly. It's also healthy for relationships to be honest and share your emotions. Unless it is petty. Like when a certain lover of mine leaves dishes on the floor. I want to strangle him, but I ignore it and don't confront him, because it is indeed petty and not worth my time.

I really have been wanting to go to therapy and help me out with this and other issues I have bottled up in me. Luckily, work has 5 sessions for free for their employees. I really feel and know bottling is my biggest issue.