Tuesday, October 21, 2014

The Final Post: Read More of Sarah's Writing on Psych Central

This is my last post for The Fog of Paranoia as I begin to focus on my own mental health. I suffer from anxiety, depression and an overall lack of self-compassion and it's time for me to focus more on that journey, while Pat continues on his own. Truly, I hoped that one day he would take over this blog, but alas he's not too interested in writing. He has his health and his happiness and that's more than I could ever ask for for my big brother.

I've been truly blessed to spend this time with you since 2008 and hope you will continue to read my work - which can be seen on Psych Central's renowned World of Psychology Blog.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Summer Tunes

Pat emailed me this song the other day. It's haunting but beautiful just the same.



Please beware of them that stare
They’ll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you’ve seen what they have been
To win the earth just won’t seem worth
Your night or your day
Who’ll hear what I say?
Look around you find the ground
Is not so far from where you are
But don’t be too wise
For down below they never grow
They’re always tired and charms are hired
From out of their eyes
Never surprise
Take your time and you’ll be fine
And say a prayer for people there
Who live on the floor
And if you see what’s meant to be
Don’t name the day or try to say
It happened before
Don’t be shy you learn to fly
And see the sun when day is done
If only you see
Just what you are beneath a star
That came to stay one rainy day
In autumn for free
Yes, be what you’ll be
Please beware of them that stare
They’ll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you’ve seen what they have been
To win the earth just won’t seem worth
Your night or your day
Who’ll hear what I say
Open up the broken cup
Let goodly sin and sunshine in
Yes that’s today
And open wide the hymns you hide
You’ll find renown while people frown
At things that you say
But say what you’ll say
About the farmers and the fun
And the things behind the sun
And the people round your head
Who say everything’s been said
And the movement in your brain
Sends you out into the rain