Tag: depression
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Under Pressure
Weight of my fears…shh See! It’s coming after me… Sore and breathless death
G. Pearson
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If I Wanted To, I Would Have: Chapter 1
Chapter 1: My Ex is Voldemort “Daisy never expected me to change.” Maybe I said Daisy’s name like a curse word or like ‘Voldemort’, but I knew it riled her up and I needed to hear her make a fuss about me one more time. It was starting to feel like she really didn’t want…
G. Pearson
anxiety, Arizona, Breakups, cause and effect, creative nonfiction, daily writing, Daisy, depression, distance, drinking, emotional, escapism, exes, forgiveness, grudges, Harry Potter, Hiatus, life lessons, life of a writer, loneliness, long distance, love letter, male perspective, male POV, manipulation, monsoon, mood, pandemic, questions, rainy days, relationship issues, relationships, romance, self-care, self-help, short story, silence, social distance, story, stress, temptation, Voldemort, Writing -
The Branding
Some like the branding The flesh raw for weeks then on Both the pigs and men
G. Pearson
art, black mirror, branding, crime, crime and punishment, Daily Poetry, daily writing, death, depression, earthly pleasures, farm, haiku, livestock, masochism, men, metaphor, Micro Poetry, nature, nature writing, niche, ownership, pain, pigs, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, punishment, self-help, swine, tumblr, Writing -
Can I Crash?
Spray and wipe the couch Spread the sheet and then to sleep Warmest place so far
G. Pearson
anxiety, Arizona, California, charity, compassion, couch surfing, covid 19, Daily Poetry, daily writing, depression, desperate, drinking, earthly pleasures, emotional, faith, Fiction, generosity, haiku, homeless problem, homelessness, life and death, loneliness, Micro Poetry, pandemic, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, sloth, stress, Writing -
Alone In My Mind
With clanging whirlwinds Still meditating—no breath— My own voice unheard
G. Pearson
aging, anxiety, cause and effect, Daily Poetry, daily writing, depression, destress, dreams, drinking, emotional, escapism, facing fears, fears, Fiction, fiction poetry, haiku, hell, Hiatus, life and death, life lessons, loneliness, meditation, memory loss, metaphor, Micro Poetry, mind over matter, mindfulness, mood, nightmare, pandemic, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, questions, resilience, self-help, short story, sloth, stillness, Writing -
The Starting Over
I stir the cream into my coffee. The sky is lit with the moon and it keeps me awake enough to race with my thoughts. “Compatible,” I think. I keep getting hit with this word when I least want to hear it. When I make a play for permanence, the other party starts their doubts.…
G. Pearson
anxiety, art, cause and effect, Christian writing, creative nonfiction, daily writing, depression, destress, drinking, emotional, escapism, faith, gpoy, Hiatus, inspiration, life and death, life lessons, life of a writer, loneliness, love letter, mood, mood progression, pandemic, questions, romance, secret love, self-help, self-improvement, short story, social distance, stress, temptation, Twitter, Writing -
Brings Him Glory
I couldn’t think of something more peaceful to do than sit on the grass in the sunlight and let my warmth and the temperature of the grass come to one stable level. It is even more than touching snow until fingers freeze just slightly. Like flow. The beautiful mornings are given to us by God…
G. Pearson
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This A.M.
Clouds move, but don’t pass Clung to me with “I need you” Darkened day and night
G. Pearson
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The Truth of The Spare Tire
What do I have a spare tire for? I don’t even know how to drive. I told my friend I didn’t have friends and he agreed. I wanted to meet new people, but then I couldn’t find any good reason I’d leave my place to meet people.
G. Pearson
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So Normally
Now I am supposed to grip your hand back Otherwise you’ll try checking my pulse Be alive. Stay present. I was supposed to lean against you but splashed Slurpee in your frozen lap and now you’re bluish How long was I squeezing your hand? Like a doula, you let me realize when the nerves were…
G. Pearson
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