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charliesheldon
charliesheldon philosopher & pervayor of weird cat pics
Autoplay OFF   •   10 months ago
A poem I wrote shortly after reading a number of articles about PTSD treatment.

The Tap

My therapist asks me to tap my face,

My therapist asks me to tap my face, Just a little, with my fingertips,

My therapist asks me to tap my face, Just a little, with my fingertips, when I talk about my childhood

She says it releases my emotions

She says it releases my emotions Acupoints here and there

Nothing serious

The first time I felt it was when I mentioned my birth town

The first time I felt it was when I mentioned my birth town My home by the border

The first time I felt it was when I mentioned my birth town My home by the border Right on my forehead and it was

Like a waterfall that can finally flow

Like a lion roaring for the first time

Like a light being switched on

Like

Like Before there was nothing And now

Like Before there was nothing And now there is

Like Before there was nothing And now there is and is

Like Before there was nothing And now there is and is and is

A bright light

Sheets of white

Flying a kite

Childhood, growing up,

Childhood, growing up, She asks me how I feel

Childhood, growing up, She asks me how I feel I say it’s a good night

Childhood, growing up, She asks me how I feel I say it’s a good night I say

Childhood, growing up, She asks me how I feel I say it’s a good night I say Goodnight

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