Trust

January 8, 2016

If u hurt me I'm not coming out to play In this lonely house I will stay I will look after myself in this deserted home It is where I am shielded and can safely roam If you look through the windows you will see A frightened child that is me I want your love and kindness Not hurt and pain To hold my hand not send me insane Will you look into my eyes while I sit on your knee Will you stroke my hair And kindly let me be Will you hold me tight, I don’t want to fight A cuddle a gentle touch I cry " i do not ask for much" Can I trust you I question, will you notice me I retreat back inside I will have to wait and see

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My poems are reflections of my life experiences and about suffering and vunerability from the heart and my digital artwork endeavours to invite you to really look into the images at all the small details. I am a believer that there is always a way forward to heal our wounded mind and bodies and reconnect with our inner child. It is my aspiration that my blog www.heartsick.org.uk will connect with other people who have or continue to suffer heartbreak, heartache and mental health problems, to illict hope, and offer a virtual loving hand and to say "you are not alone". I am also a clincal lead complementary therapist, specialising with the effects of trauma on mind and body and a mental health sufferer It is at the heart of all relationships that we are vulnerable to heartsick. The paradox is it is also relationships and love that can heal us (Jessica Charles, 2016).

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