Thursday, October 11, 2012

Playground

Thursday, October 11, 2012
Playground In My Mind
by Clint Holmes

When this old world gets me down
And there’s no love to be found
I close my eyes and soon I find
I’m in a playground in my mind
Where the children laugh and the children play
And we sing a song all day

Oh the wonders that I find
In the playground in my mind
In a world that used to be
Close your eyes and follow me
Where the children laugh and the children play
And we sing a song all day

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You know what, there was a girl and as she stood over against the wall just inside the mall door panic seemed to set in and in a moment’s notice she crouched over and gripped her knees with her hands like someone who’s just been hit in the chest by a forceful object. She began to scream and cry uncontrollably like she had lost her mind or something. She seemed to be in pain, not physical pain, the kind of pain that dwells inside that no one else can see.

Have you ever felt like doing this? Have you ever found yourself wanting to just go and hide in a corner or a closet where no one could find you? You may be surprised at how many in this world have panic attacks and nightmares, and flashbacks of things that have happened to them that was so devastating that they could not even handle them at that time. There is a deep emptiness on many occasions and what seems to be a deep, dark hole where there seems no escape. A bottomless pit of despair.

A grieving for the what-ifs and the should have been. An unspeakable rage and an alienation from themselves and anyone else within or outside. There is a sadness that happiness is just around the corner somewhere, but too far to actually grasp. Tears of exhaustion, the anxiety and frustrations, a want to sleep for the rest of this miserable life, and on occasion there is a glimmer of hope.

Hope, where dreams seem to come alive and make you feel alive and sweet sounds fill their head where they go to the “Playground of their mind where the children are laughing and giggling and enjoying their time together. Where there is no more pain, no more hurt, no more tears, no more abuse, only laughter and fun.

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