Help, Hope, Connect, and Spark
‘Poetry of the Hunt’ poet challenge - this is about when I tried my best to seek help due from the stigma and society.
Before I was born, I was more loved and stabled.
After I was born, the world was more complex then I thought it was— extreme bright, loud noises, and strange things.
In my childhood, I felt like I’m not really human and been divided for many reasons, living in the wrong environment, and coming from wrong time.
During the time and after school, I felt insecure to seek help. “Am I possessed by the devil?“ I asked.
After graduation, I was difficult to seek help, but went to the wrong treatment just like in my childhood.
After ten to five years, I’m still struggling like a failure and less human with no soul.
I don’t see the lightness anymore with grief, bleakness, rejection, shame, judgement, exclusion, and isolation.
‘Do they hate me?” I asked.
I am still seeking for help.
I am still searching for hope.
I am still crying for support.
I am still finding for connect.
I am still looking for a spark.
I just want my spark back!
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Meghan LeVaughn
I'm Meghan. I’m 36. I always love to be creative and using my imagination since I was a little girl. I like stories & love to share my inspirations, journeys, etc.
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Powerful and full of courage! You spoke for so many who can’t. There’s so much strength in that last line—it’s not just a cry, it’s a promise to keep going. ✨