Jellybean
05-07-04, 03:17 PM
This poem was given to me about 11 or more years ago in a time of need by a person I didn't know. He took one look in my eyes at a healthfood store and said "this will help you"
It did and it has ever since.
If you relate to it I suggest you print it out, it has been very important to my growth, it helped bring my over sensitive issues to an end.
Here goes.....
Feeling Hurt
by Ed Woods,
I once was very sensitive to all I saw or heard;
My feeling were so quickly hurt,
It really was absurd.
A criticism might be true,
Again it might be wrong,
It mattered not, I felt the sting
And suffered all day long.
Whe others recieved a favor
I felt belonged to me,
I hurt within-I hurt without,
A hurt that you could see.
My feelings were so delicate
I blamed all else but me,
I was addicted to my hurt
And lived in agony.
I suffered so-I looked for hurt,
It was an easy trick;
Until one day I realizrd,
It was my soul thats sick.
I then found out I was the cause
Of my sensitive mood;
subjective feelings had to go!
I changed my attitude.
My way of thinking is tranformed;
A new life I begin.
No longer touchy-never hurt
I yse the stregnth within.
If I am upset I am to blame,
I now accept thi fact.
So i refuse to hurt myself
Through ways that I react.
Since angers always caused by hurt,
My temper has to flee;
Controlled emotions take it's place.
With peace and calm, I'm free.
What others say or do hurt not,
When I forgiveness give
And love and bless, I've found this is
The better way to live.
It did and it has ever since.
If you relate to it I suggest you print it out, it has been very important to my growth, it helped bring my over sensitive issues to an end.
Here goes.....
Feeling Hurt
by Ed Woods,
I once was very sensitive to all I saw or heard;
My feeling were so quickly hurt,
It really was absurd.
A criticism might be true,
Again it might be wrong,
It mattered not, I felt the sting
And suffered all day long.
Whe others recieved a favor
I felt belonged to me,
I hurt within-I hurt without,
A hurt that you could see.
My feelings were so delicate
I blamed all else but me,
I was addicted to my hurt
And lived in agony.
I suffered so-I looked for hurt,
It was an easy trick;
Until one day I realizrd,
It was my soul thats sick.
I then found out I was the cause
Of my sensitive mood;
subjective feelings had to go!
I changed my attitude.
My way of thinking is tranformed;
A new life I begin.
No longer touchy-never hurt
I yse the stregnth within.
If I am upset I am to blame,
I now accept thi fact.
So i refuse to hurt myself
Through ways that I react.
Since angers always caused by hurt,
My temper has to flee;
Controlled emotions take it's place.
With peace and calm, I'm free.
What others say or do hurt not,
When I forgiveness give
And love and bless, I've found this is
The better way to live.