Day #58 – ” For My Inner Soul… “

Below is a poem that I started to writing in the wee hours of one of last weeks mornings…. Today I sat down and thought of how to end it… I wasn’t at all feeling down or blue, I just wrote the words that flew out of my mind…. that came easy but now that I look at them I can see that they paint a picture of moody loneliness… I think that the hours of the wee morning was the very thing that brought out my words….

” For My Inner Soul… ” is a poem that reflects the deepest and strongest pain there is known to man… Deeply embedded soul taunting pain… The sort of pain that is very hard to forget and even harder to forget.

Each of us has at some time or will at some time come to a darkened place that no other can reach… This place will be so dark that it will seem that there is no darker place to fall but hell itself.

Whether the infliction of such pain is from heartbreaking loss of a loved one or a breakup or even a snap moment conflict of a friendship at its end… There are so many life experiences that can and will bring forth such pain, each of us will go through this… But none of us the same.

The lonesome clock ticks will ring truly loud.. Days will go on forever… The soul will seem dark… And whilst the days will keep at bay the heart for a while… The darkness won’t last forever… The sun is sure to shine once more, it is important for the grief and loss of any traumatic time to be given the time for grief and the rebuild.

Some people will come through and seem unsaved. Others will wear band-aids and the scares may slowly heal… For others the wounds will be deep… and mind the will appear lost… Only time itself can and will heal the heart filled pain.

“My Inner Soul” is a poem that teaches us how our own heart, mind and soul and body as a whole encircle what is hurting and works to comfort and repair the damage within.

In my poem “My Inner Soul the heart, arms and mind become the strength that holds tight to the inner soul… comforting the inner soul out of its darkened place and into the symbolic sunshine that is to be tomorrow’s brighter days & less stormy waters.

These brighter days and less stormy waters serve to strengthen us… We will not see soulful hurt as a lesson till we have had time to reflect on the darkened moments that pushed our backs to the wall.

If by chance we are able to pick ourselves up and move on it is the person and the traumatic event that depicts how long the inner pain will last. There is a chance of course that a person may harbour the feelings associated far beyond the initial dark filled heartbreaking moment, there is also a possibility that these such wounds will stay open and stay roar… Time can never be factored into the recovery time… We are all different and there is no way that a person can predict a time factor for the recovery of a wounded soul.

If a person is lucky to have the comfort of loved ones to lean on then boundaries and expectations of the recovery period may become broken due to the intensity felt by the person going through their traumatised moment… Patience, understanding and an unconditional ear are where a person should find themselves… It is with the hope that the traumatised soul does not mistreat the very strength that encircles it.

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Here we are with our backs to the wall…
We are worn out
And have been torn down…
Far beyond the floor we sit on
My inner soul
Can you feel me?
I know you’re there … I’m your beating heart.

I find you sitting alone in the darkest place
Full of contemplation and regretful rage
Flowing tears fill the swollen embankments of our eyes
Angry, hurt and feeling misunderstood
You; my inner soul you are a shadow of our former self.

Reflections of guilt and clout cloud our mind
Memories of yesterday
And what could have been
Tireless times and in rewind it seems
Our memories and regrets
Play over and over in our mind
For what our mind replays
Our heart can not forget

Our struggles are plenty
And our pain is great
Those stormy waters keep us in constant fight
With flooding tears and swollen eyes
You no longer see anything
Other than our inner grief
But I see us there
Cradled there in that darkened place
I hear you now
My lonesome soul, I hear your plight
I see you there, you are in there alright

Feel me now as our heart beats strong
Tiredness may overwhelm your will to fight
But dearest inner soul hang on tight

Breathing now
I see your smile
Below your tears
You no longer frown
Close your eyes
Deep breath now…
Go on breathe and breathe again
In and out, out and in
Listening now as we breathe again
We will soon surpass our stormy times

Let us stand
Stand tall we must
Postured shoulders are strengthening now
Relax those arms that comfort our woes
Let sleep become you
Rest our mind
Tomorrow is breaking
The dawn is near

I know we have been tested and beaten down
And even though we are taunted
We are nevertheless strong
For our inner strength held us tight
Day breaks here
And sleep is calling
Our tired arms and weakened mind
Will in hours awaken
The sun will be shining and you will see
That through the rubble of our darkened place
There you are standing and standing tall
Caressing our self-reflection
We will be whole once more.

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This poem is a poem that reflects the deepest and strongest pain there is known to man… Deeply embedded soul taunting pain… The sort of pain that is very hard to forget and even harder to forget.

Each of us has at some time or will at some time come to a darkened place that no other can reach… This place will be so dark that it will seem that there is no darker place to fall but hell itself.

Whether the infliction of such pain is from heartbreaking loss of a loved one or a breakup or even a snap moment conflict of a friendship at its end… There are so many life experiences that can and will bring forth such pain, each of us will go through this… But none of us the same.

The lonesome clock ticks will ring truly loud.. Days will go on forever… The soul will seem dark… And whilst the days will keep at bay the heart for a while… The darkness won’t last forever… The sun is sure to shine once more, it is important for the grief and loss of any traumatic time to be given the time for grief and the rebuild.
Some people will come through and seem unsaved. Others will wear band-aids and the scares may slowly heal… For others the wounds will be deep… and mind the will appear lost… Only time itself can and will heal the heart filled pain.

“My Inner Soul” is a poem that teaches us how our own heart, mind and soul and body as a whole encircle what is hurting and works to comfort and repair the damage within.

In my poem “My Inner Soul the heart, arms and mind become the strength that holds tight to the inner soul… comforting the inner soul out of its darkened place and into the symbolic sunshine that is to be tomorrow’s brighter days & less stormy waters.

These brighter days and less stormy waters serve to strengthen us… We will not see soulful hurt as a lesson till we have had time to reflect on the darkened moments that pushed our backs to the wall.

If by chance we are able to pick ourselves up and move on it is the person and the traumatic event that depicts how long the inner pain will last. There is a chance of course that a person may harbour the feelings associated far beyond the initial dark filled heartbreaking moment, there is also a possibility that these such wounds will stay open and stay roar… Time can never be factored into the recovery time… We are all different and there is no way that a person can predict a time factor for the recovery of a wounded soul.

If a person is lucky to have the comfort of loved ones to lean on then boundaries and expectations of the recovery period may become broken due to the intensity felt by the person going through their traumatised moment… Patience, understanding and an unconditional ear are where a person should find themselves… It is with the hope that the traumatised soul does not mistreat the very strength that encircles it.

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Written By
Author. Tanya Kelly
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