Anxiety Self Help

DATE: Oct 27 2012, 1:49 am / MOOD: Mellow

MY REFLECTION....

IN THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR.

MY REDEMPTION.

MY BLUE ESCAPE.

NO FANTASY ... NO

THAT'S JUST ME...

IN THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jul 09 2012, 10:56 pm / MOOD: Other

THE FIRE IN THE

STILLNESS.

THE STRONGEST WIND

OF ANGER.

THOUGH YOU WENT ALONG...

YOU LET HER

DRIVE YOU TO PIECES.

THE KINDRA EXPERIENCE

HAS NO GRASP OF COLOR.

AND BLACKNESS, HER BLACK...

SENT YOU ON THE ROAD.

HER MISSION HAS ENDED.

HER LEGACY HAS BROKEN.

THE FACES... THE LIVES

OF THIS PLACE SHE WILL ABANDON.

THE LESSONS ARE

UNCLEAR NOW

BUT SOMEHOW EXIST

----- INSIDE HER.

KINDRA DISAPEARS.

KINDRA LIVES EVASIVE.

KINDRAS' WALL IS TIMELESS...

AND KINDRAS' WORDS

GET ERASED.

KINDRA WILL ERASE THEM

BUT YOU WILL STILL HEAR...

THE PASSAGE OF TIME

AND WHAT SHE HOLDS DEAR.

---------------JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES...

TO THE KINDRA EXPERIENCE.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jul 09 2012, 10:12 pm / MOOD: Other

SLIPPED BETWEEN MY FINGERS...

LIKE THE SAND IN THE DESERT.

BRING HONOR TO THE GATHERING...

AND PRAISE UNENDING.

I REMEMBER YOU PUT THE

FOOD BETWEEN MY FINGERS...

AND I RELISH IN YOUR

FORGIVENESS.

----------------BECAUSE I WAS WRONG

-------------------FOR SO LONG.

NOT EVEN THE BLARE OF TRUMPETS

COULD AWAKEN ME FROM THAT

DARKNESS.

BUT YOU DID

AND I HAD A REASON TO LIVE.

AND A HOPE THAT TO MOST...

DOESN'T COME EASY.

YOU SAY I CAN LIVE FOREVER...

AND I REJOICE IN

YOUR BEAUTY

AND GIVE YOU

THE GLORY.

FOR ALL THE GIFTS...

YOU HAVE GIVEN ME.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 27 2012, 4:05 pm / MOOD: Other

"birds of a feather flock together"

MENTAL BIRDS...

WHOSE PHYSICAL FEATHERS

MASK BY COLOR.

THEIR DARKENES

WITHIN

.

OH... I SUPPOSE A RAY

OF THAT LIGHT COMES IN TO

SOOTH THEM.

BUT

ONLY IF THEY

ARE MOVING

FORWARD.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 27 2012, 3:57 pm / MOOD: Other

I'M SOMEWHERE IN THE BACK

OF YOUR MIND.

IN A MEMORY THAT CANNOT

PASS YOU.

I'M SOMEWHERE IN THE BOTTOM

OF YOUR STOMACH...

STANDING BEHIND YOU ON A

BUSY STREET.

I'M SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE

OF YOUR HEART...

BREAKING YOU LIKE GLASS...

AND NOT RETURNING

TO SEE YOUR FALL.

AND YOU WONDER IF I'M REAL

AND YOU CONTEMPLATE MY TRUTHS.

BUT ALL WAS LOST IN THE

DAYS YOU MADE ME SMALL.

I'M SOMEWHERE IN A PICTURE

THAT YOUHOLD IN YOUR HANDS.

AND SOMEWHERE IT IS ME...

IN YOUR HOUSE OF PAIN.

TELL ME THAT YOU WERE

WRONG TO LET ME GO---

FOR SELFISH REASONS

AND VENGEFUL SPITE.

I DO NOT STING YOU...

YOUSTING YOURSELF.

I DO NOT KILL YOU...

YOU KILL YOURSELF.

I'M SOMEWHERE IN YOUREYES...

BUT YOUJUST CAN'T SEE.

GOOD-BYE.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 25 2012, 12:42 pm / MOOD: Other

TOSS ME TO THE GARDEN.

TOSS ME IN THE BRIER.

TOSS ME IN THE OCEAN.

TOSS ME IN THE CYCLONE.

TOSS ME TO THE SUN.

TOSS ME IN THE BREEZE.

TOSSED BY BITTERSWEET SEPARATION.

TOSSED INTO REALITY.

TOSS ME WITH YOUR STUBBORN PRIDE.

TOSS WHO I REALLY AM INSIDE.

TOSS ME TO YOUR COMPANY.

TOSS ME IN TO EXSTACY.

JUST TOSS ME.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 25 2012, 8:03 am / MOOD: Other

HE'S SAD. HE'S ON THE HIGHWAY NOW.

LOOKING AT PICTURES FROM THE PAST.

-----AND UNSEEN GRIEF...

IS ALLTHAT I CAN FEEL

IN THE ROOM WHERE I LAY.

HARDENED AND CRUEL.

BUT I WALK IN THE DOOR

AND YOU'RE AN INSPIRATION

TO ME.

A CHILD LIVING ON A PLAYGROUND

POSSESED BY THOSE WHO DON'T SEE ETERNITY.

I TAKE A WAY OF INDEPENDANCE

AND I REMAIN ALONE.

AND CLEARLY THE DEFINITION

CAME THEOUGH TO YOU.

IN SO MANY WORDS.

IN SO MANY VERSES.

------------I AM HUMBLE WHEN I BEG.

WOOD FILLS MY EYES... INTO TEARS...INTO STONE.

INTO THE DUST OF THE DESERT.

I AM ALONE... FINALLY AND UNWILLINGLY.

YOU TAKE A SHADOW AND MAKE IT DANCE.

YOU MAKE ME TREMBLE.

AM I IN LOVE? AM I IN LOVE?

THAT'S JUST ANOTHER KIND OF POEM.

AND YOU SAY " LIFE GOES ON "

AND I KNOW IT DOES.

I'VE SEEN IT TO MANY TIMES.

WE SLIP AWAY IN INNOCENCE.

WE WALK BACK IN GUILT.

TURNING. TURNING.

MAKING EACH BREATH A NEW BEGINNING.

I PUT YOU AWAY...

LIKE THE HAMMER ON YOUR SHELF.

YOU'RE WALKING. YOU'RE HURTING.

I AM TALKING TO MYSELF, QUIETLY.

TURNING. TURNING.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 25 2012, 7:43 am / MOOD: Other

THE BROKEN SWING.

THE DOWNHILL RING...

OF CHILDREN LAUGHING.

MOTHERS GOSSIPING.

OF COURSE NO ONE KNEW

MY CHAINS HAD BROKEN

AND I CRASHED TO THE GROUND...

NOT A WORD EVER SPOKEN.

I DON'T CRY.

I AM BLEEDING DRY.

AND I OBSERVE THEIR BARBEQUE.

WISH I COULD REACH OUT

AND SAY HELLO

JUST TO SEE IF I CAN FIT IN.

IT'S A TIRING RECORD...

IT BEGINS AND ENDS

OVER AND OVER.

AND I HOPE THAT I CAN FIND...

MY WAY HOME.

AND HOME IS A LONELY PLACE.

NO ONE TO EMBRACE.

BUT I GAVE UP ON INTIMACY.

CAN'T FIND MY WAY TO LOYALTY.

FLY UNTIL I HIT GRAVITY.

ROMANTIC DREAMS.

PASSION PLAYS.

OF COURSE WHO AM I TO NEED.

2.

BAREFOOT

----WALKING ON THE GRASS.

DOING CARTWHEELS.

I RUN.

I ENTERTAIN MYSELF.

AND MY ANGER AND MY FIRE...

I ESCAPE ON THE HIGHWIRE.

THAT IS THE SYMBOLIC WAY

OF GETTING FREE.

A BALANCING ACT TO EXPELL

THE PAST.

BECAUSE THE FUTURE HAS

A CERTAIN HOPE.

I UNTIED THE KNOT.

CLAIMED MY INDEPENANCE.

GAVE UP ON LOVE.

WALKED AWAY FROM DISPAIR.

RISKED IT ALL...

WITHOUT A CARE.

3.

LONG WINDED AND RESTLESS.

LONG MOTTOS IN MY MIND.

FORGIVE MY ABSENCE.

I AM NOT UNDIGNIFIED.

BLATANT HONESTY IS MY WAY.

I CAN USE MANNERS SOME OTHER DAY.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 24 2012, 11:26 pm / MOOD: Other

IF I COULD CHOOSE A DAY...

I WOULD ERASE IT LIKE THE WIND.

LIKE A TREE THAT BRITTLE

AND DOES NOT BEND.

OH- I KNOW THE PAIN I'VE COST...

BY THE LOSS OF MY FATHER.

HIS LOVE WAS LOST.

JUST LIKE THIS POEM WHEN YOU

NEED TO USE THE BOARD.

JUST LIKE A DREAM...

LOST WITH TIME.

BUT TIME WON'T HEAL THIS PAIN...

SO I JUST CHOSE TO GO INSANE.

A-WALL

KINDRA CONNELL!

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DATE: Jun 24 2012, 10:02 pm / MOOD: Other

No SIGNS

NO WINES

NO LAS VEGAS

NO PARADE

NO ROMANCE

NO PRETENDERS

NO GUITAR

NO SCREAMING

NO ROSES

NO UP-n-GONE

NO SIMPLE WORDS

NO NEON

NO DESERT

NO GOOD-BYE

NO SOCIAL ESCAPE

NO FUNERAL

NO INADEQUACY

NO LOVER

NO TELLING WHEN YOU'LL COME HOME.

---------NO CALL ON THE LINE.

NO FEELINGS YOU REVEAL.

--------------ONLY SILENCE

--------------ONLY TEARS

---TO CONTAIN ME.

AND ME...:LOST WITHOUT YOU

AND SEE...;MY LIFE CHANGING COURSES.

I THROW IT ALL AWAY.

------I ONLY WANT TO STAY... IN THAT MOMENT.

I THINK OF YOU AND FEEL MY HEART BREAKING.

----------A FAMILIAR PAIN.

-------A CARBON COPY OF 4 YEARS PAST.

MY LOVE IS UNDYING FOR YOU.

YOU... DON'T TOUCH THE NOTION.

YOUR WORLD SECURES YOU WHILE I CRUMBLE...

----------UNABLE TO LET GO OF YOU.

I KNOW YOU'RE GONE. THE BED IS COLD.

AND IT'S HARD TO SAY WHICH LINE WAS SINCERE.

IT'S HARD TO GO ON, IN THE EMPTY ROOM, IN THE EMPTY HEART.

ALL THAT LAUGHTER WASTED AND ONLY A MEMORY IN A QUIET SLUMBER.

A SUBLTLE BLOW THAT HITS LIKE A CANON.

---------THE CARELESSNESS OF YOUR DEPARTURE IS THE

---------------REALITY OF YOUR FEELINGS FOR ME.

I WANT TO HATE YOU BUT

YOUR EYES WON'T LET ME.

YOUR MEMORY WON'T LET ME.

POEMS LEFT IN VEGAS MAY BE

THE LAST WORDS YOU

KNOW OF ME.

KINDRA CONNELL!

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