From the author: This is my article for people to discover a new feeling in themselves, understood and accepted from a rhyming word. I present my page in poetry: enjoy... About the method of treating the psyche - poetry therapy... Recently, from the people I visit, I choose a group to indicate to them a new direction in activity (to move away from the edge of the line - imbalance of the spirit to the side - not understanding oneself and getting lost in the unconscious forest of thought) is poetry therapy. I have been writing poetry myself for as long as I can remember. I always started like this: in childhood, if someone offended me or was not satisfied with myself, I began to come up with an answer to my condition - in poetry. I’ll remember a piece: My friend and I had a fight. It was our only fight in 10 years. friendship, but very significant for both. We were 14-15 years old and in the midst of a quarrel, she suddenly told me something so bad, poisonous. These words hit me so hard in the heart that my palm involuntarily clenched and I gave it a resounding slap in the face. Without expecting it myself, naturally my friend Nadezhda did not expect it either. As if in a dream, I pulled away from her and ran from the park to class. I don’t remember how time passed at school, I just saw my friend’s tear-stained face, and a huge apathy entered my soul. It’s as if it’s not me at all. At night, visions came to me - these are those emotional fears, experiences that, resonantly, from a quarrel, began to “cut” and torment me, right from the inside, from the region of the heart. I got sick. She became very ill. The condition is delirious, high temperature. Visions began to torment me. It feels like a heavy dream has stuck to me. Moreover, in the dream some ugly heroes began to come and accuse me of what I had done. They entangled me so much that I did not understand where reality was and where my dreams were. I was treated by my mother, she is a doctor and grandmother, she is a healer, but there was a short improvement and then again failures and heavy sleep. One day, when I was already feeling better, my younger sister came to me and asked me to read books to her. By that time she was 5-6 years old, she could not read quickly. And I came across a collection of “Fairy Tales in Verse”, which contained fairy tales by A.S. Pushkin and other poets of the Golden Age for children. When I started reading them, I suddenly felt an instant calm and my mood began to improve instantly. 10 minutes, 20 minutes, an hour passed - my voice grew stronger, and my sister listened with more interest to my poetic discoveries.... A discovery came to me - poetry... This breath of a good word, an excellent, cheerful meaning in a verse entered me, like a holiday... So not only that, I also started speaking in rhyme. Not at all, the words were in a semantic organization such as a sentence or a joke in verse... This changed a lot of things in my life. I started reading a lot of poetry, poems, and started writing myself. And write out poems in notebooks. I keep them - my saviors!!! (many people like to do this... it helps a lot, you know, a lot. Just don’t smile - these are milestones from my youth..) Naturally, my illness was at that time - this unconscious in me began to absorb my consciousness, began to attack me and torment, crush... But my rebellious spirit was looking for a cure. He brought poems to me... They entered me and began to work miracles with me - they demagnetized the bad, poured in something fresh, rational, thoughtful, effective... And life hugged me, kissed me and said: “Go and create!!! ",,, And I went, and create, and love, and I say to you: "Love in verse - the wisdom of a kind word, And in your feelings - YOU will remove the shackles. You will remember what you once forgot, As if in a wonderful you swam in the river. And in that cool and clear water, you so want to make all the figures that in real life, you were constrained, And you just didn’t know about yourself!!! So my advice to you: To live up to 100 years old - WRITE POEMS! “I give you my gift - here is my literary page: http://www.chitalnya.ru/users/SALOMEYA/readers.phpRead and enjoy life!!!