#debbiemwilson

I am watching your face, I listen closely to your words. I think I know the answer, But I wait and watch; just in case.

Friends all say that I look the same, They say that must mean I am fine. I smile and nod and play the game, It is easier to just pretend.

But the truth is I must try very hard, Or they will know I am not the same. They are fearful of that knowledge, So I continue to play the game.

Their ignorance makes me angry, Although I try not to let it show. But they make me feel defensive, There is so much they don’t know.

As friends and loved ones protect themselves, I have been forced to play the game. I wish you could love me unconditionally, And quit expecting me to be the same.

It just seems that if you had my injury, I wouldn’t ask you to be a star. I would be thankful for our time together, I would accept you for who you are.

You see I was searching for acceptance, But it has eluded me for many years. It was hard for me to accept my changes, While I was busy calming your fears.

PAIN

I listen to your words, I can feel your pain. I know you wonder, If it will drive you insane.I know words seem empty, When your pain is so real. But there are many others, that know how you feel.When the day is unbearable, when you feel all alone, remember our empathy, we recognize your tone.We have all been there, all know how you feel. The frustration and anger, the temptation to keel.When energy is depleted, as all hope fades away, hold on to tomorrow, it will be a new day.As friends neglect you, when clouds are all you see, remember time is a healer, and time is the key.

OUR CRY FOR HELP

Posted on April 17, 2021 by James M. Cruce

Our weeping vocalizes suffering and grief. Our bitterness cries of deep sorrow and anguish. Our anger is a shout of pent-up frustration. Our hopelessness bellows of dreams unfulfilled. Our confusion speaks of life out of control. Our depression thunders of surrender and retreat. Our withdrawal chants of a craving to vanish. Our joylessness roars of lack of enthusiasm. Our hope is retrievable via anticipation and belief. Our spirit is battered but we can keep it from being broken. Our life is redeemable solely reclaimable by self. The future represents our chance for positive major change.

by: Debbie M. Wilson 6-2-96

Memories…sometimes joyful, sometimes painful, Sometimes meaningful, sometimes a waste of time. Memories…the past , what was…what no longer is, Constantly and graphically fleeting through our mind.

Memories…time spent in another day in a preferential way, Sometimes unrealistic, sometimes just a means for escape. Memories…recalling past feelings of contentment and success, Many times so much easier than accepting today’s fate.

Memories…can be selective, glorified in their recollection, Probably not always accurate, dreams we only wish were real. Memories…remarkable in their power to sometimes evoke pain, A salve for all the disappointment we all occasionally feel.

Memories…life that existed in an earlier, possibly easier time, A sanctuary of comfort, an anesthetic way of easing our pain. Memories…our solitary return that helps us define who we are, Many times evoking such emotion that the tears fall like rain.

Memories…help us to maintain when life invariably gets us down, But life is not complete when the past is not merged with today. Change can not be prevented we must learn how to face the new, Memories…are wonderful but not a safe haven where we can stay.

Letting Go

If we hide, we don’t have to decide. If we pretend, we don’t have to confide. If we deny, we don’t have to face, the brutal realities, that throw us off base. If we stay angry, we don’t have to deal, with all of the frustration, that we really feel. If we blame others, we can protect ourself. If we don’t face reality, it feels safe on this shelf. If we stay lonely, it disguises other pain. If we stay mad, it might keep us sane. If we let go, could we handle today? If we forgive, could we find our way? If we were willing, to come face to face. Would the internal torment, finally give up the chase? Probably…

As we Recover

As we recover, what will we do? As we recover, will we still be the same me and you? As we recover how will it change our point of view? As we recover will we be brand new? Our journey to wellness takes time and is long, And those on this road must stay exceptionally strong. Though the obstacles were tremendous we have all survived. Our faith we could recover against the odds kept us alive. Now we’re in recovery, what will we do? We suffered and conquered and saw it through. We are back from the black and abyss of despair, It is our time to move on; it is time for us to share and care. We are life warriors and we learned what to do, We are life warriors and we are a brand new me and you. We are life warriors it changed our point of view, We are life warriors and we are all brand new!

It is amazing what could happen,

If we could all find and keep our own inner peace,

If the wars within us and beyond could finally cease.

It is amazing what could happen,

If we could all love instead of hate.

If we could all medicate and meditate,

If we realized, a new world we are here to help create,

If we realized, we just need to manifest and concentrate.

It is amazing what could happen.

If we considered the feelings of others,

If we realized, we are all sisters and brothers.

if we realized, we are the world’s most powerful crusaders,

if we realized we are the world’s most courageous warriors.

It is amazing what could happen,

It If we could all love instead of hate.

If we could all medicate and meditate,

If we realized, a new world we are here to help create,

If we realized, we just need to manifest and concentrate.

is amazing what could happen,

If we considered the feelings of others,

If we realized, we are all sisters and brothers.

if we realized, we are the world’s most powerful crusaders.

if we realized we are the world’s most courageous warriors,

It is amazing what could happen,

If we could all love instead of hate.

If we could all medicate and meditate,

If we all realize a new world we are here to help create,

If we all realize we just need to manifest and concentrate,

It is amazing what could happen.

If we could all find and keep our own inner peace,

If the wars within us and beyond could finally cease.

by: Debbie M. Wilson

12/09/2020

GOING FORWARD WITH LIFE

When the clock has gone forward

and all rehab has been completed,

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

Our abilities and level of function

have changed from the brain injury,

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We cannot go back to a different time

to a place where we have already been.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

In many ways we are a new person

old dreams must somehow be put to rest.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

How do we figure out what is realistic?

Will we know the right path to follow?

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We have felt the beginning and also an end.

We must somehow say good-bye to the old.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

It is frightening to find a new beginning,

never knowing if we can possibly succeed.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We must stop wasting time and move forward,

we have to let go of “what has been” before.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We have to stop hiding, we must not be afraid,

even though any change is quite over-whelming.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We have to take baby steps and venture into unfamiliar,

we must change old goals and try to think of the new.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We start with today and embrace the gift of life,

realistic planning can help to readjust our dreams.

Where exactly do we pick up our life?

We must consider today as the first day of life,

letting go of what was but can also never be.

That is exactly what we do to pick up our life!

by: Debbie M. Wilson