Some as precious and spectacular

as rubies

some as ominous and treacherous

as fools gold

whether dark or light

each sticks to our bones

and falsifies our essence.

Some sparkle in fantastic splendour

memories of stolen moments

of joy, passion, mischief.

Afraid to let them escape from our depths

in case the feeling ends

in case it wasn’t true

caressing them

like a twin flame

we nurture what is only ours to know

what seems sacred.

Yet horror lurks there still,

you drink it down

try to poison it.

Its ugliness wants to stare you in the face

it screams it bites it hurts

and tries to smother you

and you wreathe in anguish

as it refuses to give you peace

moulding you with its fear

enforcing its identity upon you

it snuffs out the light

bringing you to the brink of insanity.

So thickly are you covered by its skin

nobody has ever seen you.

But you cannot continue to cry out

for mercy

or implore the Creator for healing

and a quiet heart

and expect the horror nor the splendour

to stay stuck to your bones.

Both will be expelled

if you are true of heart

the words will come

and be placed at the feet of those

who need to hear

and be returned home.



Nicola O'Hanlon

About Nicola O'Hanlon

Meet our Editor-In-Chief, Nicola O'Hanlon. She created this website, along with the help of the InTheRooms team in September 2015. Her work has been published in several recovery magazines, including Recovery Today, In Recovery Magazine,, Psychology Today and Reach Out Recovery to name but a few. She has also had her work published in two Feminist anthologies and a book of personal recovery stories. Born and raised in Wexford, Ireland she still lives there with her two children, Christopher and Jessica. Her background is in healing through Massage Therapy, Reflexology and Sechiem Energy Healer. She has combined her professional and life experience and now coaches women on how to empower themselves. She runs the Womens Wisdom Healing Circle meeting, on every Sunday (Noon est 5pm UK & Ireland), which is a non program specific gathering of women seeking support, encouragement and healing. Already an expert on how not to live life she is a constant seeker of new and better ways of being. Nature is her Higher Power and she believes in magic, crystals and blames the phases of the moon for her multiple personalities.
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  1. I absolutely love this poem

  2. Very deep and beautiful. Thank you!

  3. you wrote that????? WOW! GORGEOUS

  4. if only u new how real your words are to me
    To scared to tell the truth as ive learnt in the past your truth only brings retribution and condemnation ……..
    So how do u escape its thick coat covering you??????
    Sometimes death seems my only escape from its creeping tentacles smothering me….

    • Hi Pam. For me I had to become completely independent, go through deep therapy and self-exploration – through working on myself I came to realise that I matter, and the truth became a natural part of my being. When you trust yourself, when you can take care of yourself then the truth is not a threat to you, but only to those who tell lies. That is my experience. I really hope you find your way to peace.

  5. “So thickly are you covered by its skin nobody has ever seen you.” Beautiful. Time to be seen and known, to let go of the cocoon that suffocates as it protects.

  6. Ahhh, I knew it! You ARE a bard.

  7. So deep and profound. Thank you for sharing your gift!

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