Hi, Do any of my readers still exist? Does anyone remember me? Please say something… I shut down my page because, well I don’t remember too many of the specifics. Perks of having a degenerative brain disease and chronic use of medical cannabis means it’s easier to forget the bad whatever that is going on. … More Remember me? It’s Drem.
• • “Are the answers in the stars above us or in the fallen stardust?” -Drem 2016 (c) • Drem, the trauma poet behind ArtOfDrem, has closed (not swiped) this site down for privacy concerns. She may be paranoid. She may finally be in reality. • “The world is often too loud. Bright … More One last goodbye with loving words
“Depression sucks. It can go suck my dick. And, why are you throwing water on a drowning person?” -Drem
… More why are you throwing water on a drowning person?
Every time I go to group (ew, group) or am in a hospital with other people who have mental illness (whatever scope of illness, whatever age range) there is often great comradery between us. It’s freeing. It relaxes the soul. Judgement free zone. Let’s compare scars, k? ❤ Setting: Common Room I … More Stop Fronting: We’re Both In A Psych Ward Because We’re Psychotic
“We both know words mean nothing. You say them, nonetheless, to me anyway. I think you like to hear yourself sound romantic.” … More And Then You Saw Me, poem by Drem
Life was never rosy, full of blue skies and dandelions. No. I grew up on a rollercoaster. Threw up several times. Fought my way out and dragged myself down. Been on the whims of chemicals, toxins and the like. Chronic pain. Chemo at 3. Always hurting and at the hands of a bad man … More I Remember When I Was Happy, blog post
I can’t remember if I posted this or a rewrite of this one… I did rewrite and post the one before this one. It was too long ago. I can’t remember anything. But in any case, if anything, this is a new version of a poem I wrote back in 2012. Also, I hate love … More Pretend That This Isn’t Just A Dream, a poem by Drem
I’ve given up on Drem. It’s too much work and I’m not seeing enough of a result. I’ve put my books on indefinite hiatus. I have my faithful readers who I have connected with beyond what I could have ever imagined. They have seen my work and have seen me through my work. Their encouragement … More Closing And Heading To Europe (?), blog update by Drem
It’s 9AM and I haven’t slept. Tripping again. Been feeling painful depression now so I don’t want to sleep. And I’m not leaving the house. And when I do sleep, I don’t want to wake up because I know I’ll feel like shit again. I’m also angry that I’m feeling this way. I don’t … More Danger Days, blog post by Drem
“The sun and the moon and the stars also stare at me… with disappointment on what I am… What I’ve not done. What anxiety stole. What depression stole… they don’t like me being so still.” … More Shh- Time Can’t Find Me, a poem by Drem