How Are You Doing?
“How are you doing?”
It haunts, dragging me to the ground
It stings, re-tightening the chest,
It churns, causing my stomach to roil
And my head hangs low
And my eyes are downcast
And whatever else shuts down
For whatever liveliness that still resides drains out
Puddling, dripping, pouring down an abyss
For you feel helpless
For you feel hopeless
For you feel numb
And the platitudes keep coming
For few really want to hear
How you really, really, really feel
For they can’t cope with rawness
And hope they never feel the same
Never have to confront that pain
How are you doing?
Another piece from Tale Spinning.
While not feeling in the same mode as I was when this was written, it is still a question, or variations of it, that I’m not wild about hearing. I get tired of shrugging my shoulders, mentally &/or physically, about answering how I’m feeling. Still a lot to process.
Posted on March 2, 2013, in Anger, Caring, counseling, Despair, Family, Fear, Friends, Grief, Healing, Loneliness, Love, Prayers, Psalms, Spiritual, Support, Therapy, Transformation and tagged anger, anxiety, bravery, caring, compassion, counseling, death, depression, emptiness, Fear, focus, frightened, frustration, giving thanks, God, hope, Loneliness, Memories, mental health, patience, strength, Talking to God. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.