You Are Not Alone

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#speakyourtruth, end sexual violence, kNOw NO, no is a full sentence, sexual assault awareness, teach consent, the elephant in the room

Because April is Sexual Assualt Awareness Month and we need to teach consent.
We had to take a moment to draw attention to hashtag NO MORE and hashtag NSVRC’s call to End Sexual Violence.

This is for the beautiful souls that are brave enough to speak their truth.
May you continue to trek through the trauma and tears with a renewed sense of purpose as you Speak Your Truth.

We BELIEVE SURVIVORS,
YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
I want the world to kNOw: NO is a full sentence.
Does anyone else see the elephant in the room?
Shall I’ll paint the elephant teal to help you feel all the feels?
What must I do to reveal the teal?
MY POEMS ARE NOT POEMS.

I am more than an artist yet I cannot illustrate the words to tell you “healing is the hardest part.”
So I’ll jus’ paint the city teal and immortalize you through my art.

CHANGE HAPPENS HERE!
Recognizing your voice has power is just the start.

–@StevieStreets #saam #poem | You Are Not Alone

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The Power of Poems

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alliteration, anxiety, art therapy, mental health, the elephant in the room

Alliteration:
Pulling through panic attacks
The power of poems

–@StevieStreets #mentalhealthawareness #haiku | The Power of Poems

The Write Thing To Do

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anxiety, art therapy, mental health, the elephant in the room, the power of now

Ahhh, Anxiety
The 3:00 a.m. Rendezvouses
My Art Therapy

I cope with haiku
…forces me to be present
The Write Thing To Do

Gotta muddle through
The panic at the disco
No anxietude

I cope with haiku
It brings me into The Now
The Write Thing To Do

These Five-Seven-Fives
Have been keeping me alive
Ahhh, Art Therapy

Do The Write Thing, Please
It’s cheaper than therapy
You can count on it

Counting Syllables
The one thing I could count on
The cure is haiku

–@StevieStreets #mentalhealthawareness #haiku | The Write Thing To Do

3:00 a.m. Rendezvouses

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anxiety, depression, insomnia, keep the story going, mental health, semicolon symbolism, the elephant in the room

So 3:00 a.m. and I rendezvous again.

Like clockwork, we keep meeting in these quaint little corners of my mind.

This time she brought Anxiety and Depression along so we could rendezvous with them.

 

Since we’re speaking amongst friends, these little early morning rendezvous have been on the hush for quite some time.

 

Didn’t know we were ready to go public with this affair, yet here we are

 

Discoursing emotional scars with my lady friend, 3:00 a.m., and I’m still flirting with death, not sure if I’m ready to commit…

 

Can’t believe 3:00 a.m. got me sitting here with these crazy chicks; first time I met Anxiety she took my breath away and crashed the party with a Xanax boxcar.

 

And we ain’t even gon’ talk ‘bout Depression, ah man – Depression… Depression and I nearly had a fling last spring; first time we met she tried to cripple me, I can’t stand this chick.

 

Is it me or does anyone else notice the elephant in the room?

 

Yeah, I fell deep for Depression and I still got feelings for Anxiety but my girl 3:00 a.m. got me sitting here facing my demons.

 

Who hears the silent cries? Do we notice the tears on eyes that are dry? Are cries for help worth screaming? Where are the outcries for mental health? Suicide is real, point blank period end of story; yet we need to keep the story going… I think it’s time to address the elephant in the room.

 

Did you know your wireless cell phone line doubles as a lifeline? Call or text somebody today. When is the last time you’ve checked on the mental well-being of a friend? A simple “How are you doing?” may be the reason they’re still breathing.

 

Have you ever stopped to think “What does mental health look like?” The ugly truth is: “EVERYONE IS SUFFERING” with something, it could be me or it could be you.

 

Why do we wear the mask, to hide the ugly parts in life? The ugly truth is: “YOU’RE NOT ALONE,” millions are wearing the mask, just like you. And it’s sad ‘cause the stigma of seeking mental health help has permanently scarred the beautiful.

 

–@StevieStreets #mentalhealthawareness #poem | 3:00 a.m. Rendezvouses