Tinnitus Poems & Writings

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    1. Markku
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      Markku Director Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Team Trobalt Team Tech Team Awareness Team Research

      Tinnitus Since:
      04/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      Syringing
      I looked around for poems and writings about tinnitus and came across David King's and Gerald B. Frank's writings, I especially liked David's pieces and his blog is a great read too, here you go:


      Voices

      Some. like myself, have echo chambers in the brain.
      We hear a sound, the sound gets trapped, runs round again.
      All sound is in the brain, of course, does not exist
      outside. Outside are fluctuations in the air,
      its pressures on the inner ear equipped to turn
      them into signals to the brain, where we live through
      them in the form of sound. For some years now I've had
      just such a chamber in my head. One ear has lost
      its usefulness; the nerve, unstimulated and,
      like all of nature in its hatred of the smallest
      of near-vacuums, has learnt self-stimulation,
      composing its own music and defying me
      to tell the difference. It lays a single note
      from somewhere in the body, runs it round a few
      times, adding overtones and undertones and half
      tones to the score. It's chamber music with a penny
      difference, the sound-equivalent of being stood
      between two mirrors, seeing endless images
      extending into space. Sometimes the music sounds
      like speech, like voices murmuring from far away;
      sometimes the notes are dragged through water, lose their shape.
      At times, I feel for those distinguished or deluded
      souls who think they hear God's voice - or angels - telling
      them what they should think and do. And then I think of
      all the sounds the world creates, suggestive of our
      human speech: the deep voice of the ocean, for
      a start, and I can understand their guilessness.

      (c) David King - Voices


      Tinnitus

      Tinnitus: hiss
      of the viper, viperish
      hiss, kiss of death,
      death of silence, its bliss.

      Shhhh, sound for no sound,
      for hush, word for silence,
      word meant to brush
      sound under the carpet,
      escaping and breaking
      in wave upon wave, crashing
      through the sound barrier.

      We call it white noise
      that is muddy, distorted,
      then booms its confusion
      embracing all sound
      (as white is all colours)
      from sizzle to whistle,
      from gong to bird song.

      Heard or unheard, it's
      the sound of the gas
      creeping into the chamber,
      din from within
      the heart of creation.

      Sea-heart and surf-roar,
      wave-break and shell-speak,
      babble of voices rise to
      crescendo, siren
      and word-like, though wordless
      and barren 'til peak swell,
      the stopper, kills all
      but the viper,
      kills all but its hiss,
      death to silence, its bliss.

      (c) David King - Tinnitus


      Tinnitus O

      By Gerald B. Frank

      The bells are ringing in my ears
      As they’ve been ringing all these years,
      And as I listen to their peel,
      I wonder if they’re really real?
      The bells are ringing in my ears -
      Unreally real for all these years!


      Tinnitus C

      By Gerald B. Frank

      This morning I can hear the roar
      Of whistles deep inside my craw,
      The hiss of steam is most insistent,
      I hope today I’ll prove resistant
      To its constant noisome noise
      Lest it dampen this day’s joys.
      If I live a wholesome day,
      Will the ringing go away?
      Ha! As I rise to write this poem,
      The hissing stops - leaves me alone!
      I’ll live this day as best I can,
      Until the hissing starts again.


      Tinnitus A

      By Gerald B. Frank

      The hissing in my ear goes on
      Like an operatic song,
      One by Verdi, not Bellini,
      Led by Solti, not, Guilini,
      Sung and played in monotone
      On my ear-drum gramophone!


      Tinnitus X

      By Gerald B. Frank

      As I lie here on the floor
      To exercise my back once more,
      I just relax - sometimes I dose
      (As he who’s done it surely knows!) -
      The quiet and the silence reign
      Except I hear that hiss again,
      The constant hiss of Tinnitus;
      Now, tell me why he makes a fuss -
      He comes with me where e’er I go,
      Summer, winter, sun or snow;
      I keep him warm inside my head,
      He reads with me each book I’ve read,
      He shares my meals, my kids, my walks,
      My jokes, my triumphs and my talks!
      So why, I wonder, does he mess
      With my quiet happiness?


      Tinnitus Z

      By Gerald B. Frank

      The constant hiss of Tinnitus
      is growing more and more,
      Its getting louder worries me -
      I wonder what’s in store?
      I wake and hear my Tinnitus,
      the hissing in my ears,
      I walk and hear that Tinnitus
      exacerbating fears!
      Please, tell me what is Tinnitus,
      and tell me, please, why me?
      And tell me what I have to do
      to be of Tinnitus free?


      Tinnitus ZC

      By Gerald B. Frank

      Hissing, hissing in my ears
      Makes me feel so very queer,
      Makes me wonder will I be
      Losing soon my sanity,
      Makes me wonder what comes next -
      Who implanted this mean hex?
      Yet, when I think of other things
      My Tinnitus in silence sings!


      Tinnitus ZF

      By Gerald B. Frank

      Tinnitus, Tinnitus in my ear -
      I hope you'll soon, yes, disappear,
      You've got my brain so nicely curled
      I've got to get you from my world!

      (from Poems about Tinnitus)
       
    2. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      Sometimes it helps to ease up on the fear, frustration, annoyance, etc by laughing or joking about our personal "issues".......... or take yourself less seriously.

      We are not alone with this condition. What you're feeling and sensing is very similar to what others are feeling and sensing.

      It is such a miserable issue to deal with that a diversion from the misery helps.

      Here goes.......


      Tinnitus O

      By Gerald B. Frank

      The bells are ringing in my ears
      As they’ve been ringing all these years,
      And as I listen to their peel,
      I wonder if they’re really real?
      The bells are ringing in my ears -
      Unreally real for all these years!



      Tinnitus C

      By Gerald B. Frank
      This morning I can hear the roar
      Of whistles deep inside my craw,
      The hiss of steam is most insistent,
      I hope today I’ll prove resistant
      To its constant noisome noise
      Lest it dampen this day’s joys.
      If I live a wholesome day,
      Will the ringing go away?
      Ha! As I rise to write this poem,
      The hissing stops - leaves me alone!
      I’ll live this day as best I can,
      Until the hissing starts again.



      Tinnitus A

      By Gerald B. Frank
      The hissing in my ear goes on
      Like an operatic song,
      One by Verdi, not Bellini,
      Led by Solti, not, Guilini,
      Sung and played in monotone
      On my ear-drum gramophone!


      Tinnitus X

      By Gerald B. Frank
      As I lie here on the floor
      To exercise my back once more,
      I just relax - sometimes I dose
      (As he who’s done it surely knows!) -
      The quiet and the silence reign
      Except I hear that hiss again,
      The constant hiss of Tinnitus;
      Now, tell me why he makes a fuss -
      He comes with me where e’er I go,
      Summer, winter, sun or snow;
      I keep him warm inside my head,
      He reads with me each book I’ve read,
      He shares my meals, my kids, my walks,
      My jokes, my triumphs and my talks!
      So why, I wonder, does he mess
      With my quiet happiness?



      Tinnitus Z

      By Gerald B. Frank
      The constant hiss of Tinnitus
      is growing more and more,
      Its getting louder worries me -
      I wonder what’s in store?
      I wake and hear my Tinnitus,
      the hissing in my ears,
      I walk and hear that Tinnitus
      exacerbating fears!
      Please, tell me what is Tinnitus,
      and tell me, please, why me?
      And tell me what I have to do
      to be of Tinnitus free?


      Tinnitus ZC

      By Gerald B. Frank
      Hissing, hissing in my ears
      Makes me feel so very queer,
      Makes me wonder will I be
      Losing soon my sanity,
      Makes me wonder what comes next -
      Who implanted this mean hex?
      Yet, when I think of other things
      My Tinnitus in silence sings!

      Tinnitus ZF

      By Gerald B. Frank
      Tinnitus, Tinnitus in my ear -
      I hope you'll soon, yes, disappear,
      You've got my brain so nicely curled
      I've got to get you from my world!
      GF:22 Nov 98






      Feel free to join in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
       
    3. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
    4. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      Tinnitus


      Tinnitus: hiss
      of the viper, viperish
      hiss, kiss of death,
      death of silence, its bliss.

      Shhhh, sound for no sound,
      for hush, word for silence,
      word meant to brush
      sound under the carpet,
      escaping and breaking
      in wave upon wave, crashing
      through the sound barrier.

      We call it white noise
      that is muddy, distorted,
      then booms its confusion
      embracing all sound
      (as white is all colours)
      from sizzle to whistle,
      from gong to bird song.

      Heard or unheard, it's
      the sound of the gas
      creeping into the chamber,
      din from within
      the heart of creation.

      Sea-heart and surf-roar,
      wave-break and shell-speak,
      babble of voices rise to
      crescendo, siren
      and word-like, though wordless
      and barren 'til peak swell,
      the stopper, kills all
      but the viper,
      kills all but its hiss,
      death to silence, its bliss.

      http://picsandpoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/tinnitus.html
       
    5. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      From Music to the Sound of Hell

      Once--my voice rang out with joyful glee,
      Others used to sing with me.
      Once--I played accordion, mouth organ, and mandolin;
      I even played the organ, and the violin.
      My ears were very sensitive:
      To them it was offensive--
      To be subjected to the sound
      The clock beside my bed made--and I found--
      To get some rest
      It would be best
      To hide it under a hat;
      Henceforth, I did just that.

      Now--times have changed;
      My hearing is deranged,
      I cannot sing,
      No instrument will bring--
      The music I intend to send.
      No lovely tune I hear,
      Loud noise I have to bear
      In both my ears and head
      During days- and nights in bed,
      Which never gives me peace.
      I do not find release
      From humming, strumming, banging, clanging,
      Slapping, clapping, hissing, sizzling, howling, growling,
      Orchestrated sounds.
      There are no bounds--no limits set--
      To my regret
      For this destructive torture.

      No one understands my pain.
      My only wish is--to stay sane.
      I learned to hide what bothers me,
      Therefore, not a one can see
      The devastating state I am in;
      The horrible calamity
      That frightfully engulfs me,
      Keeps petrified me in my chair
      In agony, and deep despair--
      Not knowing what's in store for me,
      Praying: "Please God, let this be
      The last of these unbearable attacks.
      I do not mind--if I can't hear,
      Therefore, I have to bear
      Cruel disrespect from all,
      Just save me from the fall
      Into this hellish nightmare."

      My body is deprived of sleep
      That's restful, long and deep.
      More often than I care--
      I doze off in my chair,
      Don't go to bed at all,
      Why bother? I don't fall
      Asleep there anyway,
      Night seems like day.
      The discord music in my head
      Never stops--Instead--
      It's getting worse each day.
      I wish there were a way
      To end this dreadful agony.

      Edeltraut L. Scheffler-Plath.
       
    6. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
    7. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      Voices by David King
      Some. like myself, have echo chambers in the brain.
      We hear a sound, the sound gets trapped, runs round again.
      All sound is in the brain, of course, does not exist
      outside. Outside are fluctuations in the air,
      its pressures on the inner ear equipped to turn
      them into signals to the brain, where we live through
      them in the form of sound. For some years now I’ve had
      just such a chamber in my head. One ear has lost
      its usefulness; the nerve, unstimulated and,
      like all of nature in its hatred of the smallest
      of near-vacuums, has learnt self-stimulation,
      composing its own music and defying me
      to tell the difference. It lays a single note
      from somewhere in the body, runs it round a few
      times, adding overtones and undertones and half
      tones to the score. It’s chamber music with a penny
      difference, the sound-equivalent of being stood
      between two mirrors, seeing endless images
      extending into space. Sometimes the music sounds
      like speech, like voices murmuring from far away;
      sometimes the notes are dragged through water, lose their shape.
      At times, I feel for those distinguished or deluded
      souls who think they hear God’s voice – or angels – telling
      them what they should think and do. And then I think of
      all the sounds the world creates, suggestive of our
      human speech: the deep voice of the ocean, for
      a start, and I can understand their guilessness.
       
    8. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011



      Donna C. Henderson
      TO TINNITUS
      You could be crickets or midges,
      whine of the wires inside the walls,
      transmissions from distant stars, share
      I can hear of the music of the spheres,
      high frequency keen of a cathode-ray T.V.​
      Whatever you are, the soundtrack of my inner
      existence consists of your high-pitched hiss;
      while everything changes, unchangingly
      you persist.​
      In the presence of humming appliances
      (fridge in the kitchen, white noise machine
      set on high in my waiting room)
      you disappear awhile into the midst of these—
      always with silence you slink back in.​
      Each day I wish you away,
      and you answer—
      not what I wanted to hear, its sound.​
      Maybe you are angels electric with witness,
      lifting all sorrow that can’t be borne,
      holding it slightly aloft as song?​
      The angels can’t save us from pain,
      nor can they turn away—​
      Sorrow of sentience spread over centuries,
      wouldn’t it sound like this high, thin wail?​
      If so, it is meaningful, yes, when I hear you
      (I’m wrestling for a blessing here),
      but yours doubles my trouble:​
      when listening for a living is what I do,
      you’re what I listen beside, and through—​
      patients leave with their burdens
      and I’m left with mine, with you.​
      from Rattle #34, Winter 2010
      Tribute to Mental Health Professionals​
       
    9. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
    10. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      “Tinnitus” by ATA member Lisa Halpern:

      Panic. A sound that lodges in my ear.
      A stranger in my house who won’t go away.
      Some transient guest? Not so, I fear.
      This irritating boarder is here to stay.
      Shall I compare thee to a manic violin?
      A constant noise pollutant? Raspy hissing?
      Where deep inside, a thief has broken in
      and taken the quiet, blessed solitude is missing.
      The whistling phantom doesn’t seem to know
      how to end this cruel, embedded joke.
      I can’t stop listening but finally just let go
      of tragedy’s mask. It drifts away, like smoke.​
       
    11. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      The lovely Christine (aka Inwardly Digesting) mentioned recently that she suffered from tinnitus. This permanent presence of sound must be maddening, and I almost hesitate to append my Birdsong Tinnitus poem here lest it cause offense. Almost.
      This was the first poem I ever performed at Liverpool's Dead Good Poets Society back in 2003 (in the days before Twitter - which gives the poem a whole new subtext now). I'm sure the first few words will have alarmed them.
      Incidentally, it turns out that recordings of birdsong are supposed to alleviate tinnitus - you can buy devices that play relaxing nature sounds including bird song, ocean waves, brook and summer night from the British Tinnitus Association.

      Birdsong Tinnitus
      Tweet, tweet, tweet.All the bloody time.She was lucky, they said, to have birdsong tinnitus. It was quite rare.(Others had bombs and guns – the artillery kind). So everywhere was like a summer meadow, her head rang with twittering which no-one else could hear- except her cat, which perked a psychic eartowards that invisible chirping, tweeting, peeping,keeping two inscrutable eyes on her,waiting for feathers.
      She’d always hated birds – nastylittle heads and beady eyes, always watching and pecking and crapping.In all weathers and seasons each dawn welcomed her with a cheerful chorus that went on all day and all night until the next dawn and the next onerepeating an endless anthem of joy and hope, a fresh and innocent soundtrack to accompanyall the bad things that happened to her.
      As her life grew bleak the birds still sangtheir dainty cage inside her head, immune from all her rage - right up until she pulled the trigger on some kind of hunting rifleto silence those damned birds.
      (c) Clare Kirwan 2003
       
    12. calin
      Inspired

      calin Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      Oct 2011
      Tinnitus

      This is how time sounds, body
      breaking down, river birds
      dinosaurian. Who wouldn’t pass out
      outright, given plastic catching
      rain, the lost chairs Orphan,
      Smokebreak, Minor Mishap?
      You think the park’s the world
      but the park’s not the world,
      it’s not even a real view, the dream
      of safety a sculpture garden,
      a figment—a boy sleeps
      on the riverbank, coat for a pillow.
      Pelagic night, slight euphoria
      of satellites, we blink lights
      at each other. Let’s make a shadow-
      play of Lazarus, let’s watch the zombie
      frown down at his weird suit
      of skin. Like a glass rubbed
      by a wine-wet finger, a hum inside
      the prayer: lung, lung, pull this cart
      slowed up with sleep and touch.

      http://www.highchair.com.ph/issue13/13_tinnitus.htm
       
    13. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug

      Sleepless Night - A Pulsatile Tinnitus Poem (reprinted from whooshers.com)

      It's time for bed ~ but the swoosh is in my head.
      With every beat my heart does take ~ a swooshing noise my ear does make.
      I toss and turn and try to sleep ~ but in my head the thoughts do creep.
      Is this real, this pain I feel? Just wtf is the deal?
      Test after test, I try my best, but doctors I sure do detest.
      They guess and guess and get nuthin but a hot mess.
      They scan for this and scan for that, marking all the scans as stat.
      How did I get here? Stuck in this hell?
      Great mental stability was never my best ability ~ but sweet jesus what will it take? How many more appts will I make?
      I'll never forget the day it started ~ the day my old life departed.
      It's so sad looking back ~ this shit I feel is so wack :(
      I miss playing cards with my friends ~ heckling was one of the hottest trends.
      We would smoke, and we would laugh, good times we Always did have ;)
      But those times have gone away since the swoosh is here to stay.
      I wonder how I can go on, doing what needs to be done and never having any fun.
      I miss those days and my crazy ass ways!
      The swoosh is so hard to explain, it doesn't cause me physical pain.
      It sucks the life away from you and there's nothing you can do.
      Nothing is quite the same cuz now my life has become so fucking lame.
      I can't sleep ~ I let the thoughts creep in too deep ;(
      The thoughts and the swoosh, make it so hard to turn off my mind and leave this bs behind ~ now it's almost one and this poem is done ~ goodnight :)

      -Dorine Pidrak Steele
       
    14. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug
      Sorry, Markku --- I should have edited this before I posted it. Please feel free to edit as needed.
       
    15. Angus Smith

      Angus Smith Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      11/2012
      Hello
       
    16. Angus Smith

      Angus Smith Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      11/2012
      Tinnitus, a frightening word for some,
      wake up - and go crying to mum,
      in the dark of night, buzz, buzz, ring, ring,
      that's what tinnitus likes to sing.

      But in the busy day,
      Tinnitus seems to stay away,
      talk, talk,
      walk, walk.

      In the moments when your alone,
      Tinnitus comes off pospone,
      and he comes to you,
      your worried mind thinks what to do?

      Tinnitus comes and goes,
      comes and goes,
      but - Tinnitus is never gone,
      not for sure and not for long.

      Tinnitus is now a friend of mine,
      me and him like to pass the time,
      his monotonic ring,
      is his favorite song to sing.

      So listen out for him,
      he's always looking for a new victim!

      By Angus Smith
       
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    17. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug
      Here is a poem about pulsatile tinnitus, called "Heart Sounds", which I found on Whooshers.com. It expresses my mood today:


      It arrived uninvited
      I poked and prodded
      Anticipating an early exit
      None came
      The heart-like sound persisted.

      Others intervened
      Curious at first
      Pressing, scoping, testing
      No answers
      Interest wanes, Hope follows
      The heart-like sound persisted.

      Late night awakenings
      No fear or sadness, just resignation
      Utter silence no more
      My Albatross
      The heart-like sound persisted.
       
    18. Hudson
      Cowboy

      Hudson Member Benefactor

      Tinnitus Since:
      2003
      Nine Inch Nails - Still - The Becoming


      I beat my machine it's a part of me it's inside of me
      I'm stuck in this dream it's changing me i am becoming
      The me that you know had some second thoughts
      He's covered with scabs and he is broken and sore
      The me that you know doesn't come around much
      That part of me isn't here anymore
      All pain disappears it's the nature of my circuitry
      Drowns out all i hear there's no escape from this my new consciousness
      That me that you know used to have feelings
      But the blood has stopped pumping and he's left to decay
      The me that you know is now made up of wires
      And even when i'm right with you i'm so far away
      I can try to get away but i've strapped myself in
      I can try to scratch away the sound in my ears
      I can see it killing away all my bad parts
      I don't want to listen but it's all too clear
      Hiding backwards inside of me i feel so unafraid
      Annie, hold a little tighter i might just slip away
      It won't give up it wants me dead
      Goddamn this noise inside my head

      I've always been a big fan of Nine Inch Nails, and Trent Reznor is an outspoken sufferer of T.

      Nine Inch Nails - Something I can never have...


      This is another video where Trent references his Tinnitus:

      "I still recall the taste of your tears, echoing your voice, just like the ringing in my ears."

      I love it. Although I wouldn't recommend listening to some of this stuff very often if you're dealing with Tinnitus, it can be completely depressing.
       
    19. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug
      Thanks for sharing, Hudson. It looks like you're in about the same frame of mind I'm in today. I'm sure things will look better tomorrow!
       
    20. I who love music
      Cheerful

      I who love music Member

      Location:
      Michigan
      Tinnitus Since:
      mid seventies
      I grabbed some drumsticks way back when
      I turned the headphones up to ten
      I knew I would be famous soon
      Beating all the parts to every tune

      When I was twelve, like other boys
      I bought some amps and ditched my toys
      We played at dances to impress the girls
      And here my story now unfurls

      To hear the organ, guitar, and bass
      I aimed two speakers at my face
      One on the right, one on the left
      Our parents said we'd all go deaf

      And not to mention marching band
      Shiny trombone in my hand
      I couldn't hear over the drums so well
      Beating like the hammers of hell

      And all the concerts I'd go to see
      Five dollars, it was almost free
      Aerosmith and Rush and Kiss
      Supersonic volume bliss

      The seventies, now winding down
      A new sound had appeared in town
      We beat the poly disco crowd
      Our Marshall amps were twice as loud

      And as my rockin' years rolled by
      A sound appeared just like a fly
      My only early warning sign
      Of things to come (that doesn't ryhme)

      Electric blues would take a toll
      On my old poor cochlear soul
      At 39 I was all washed up
      With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
      (ya I stole that line)

      Looking back now it appears
      Had I stuffed cotton in my ears
      Or turned it down like the old folks said
      Today I'd have a silent head

      But here I am, it ain't so fun
      I keep my laptop down on one
      With every sound my eardrums jump
      And squeal and hiss and screech and thump

      My doctor told me years ago
      You did this to yourself, you know
      From now on just be on your guard
      And let's see that insurance card

      So here I sit, all broken hearted
      My silent days have all departed
      I want to mask or habituate
      But we play tonight, I can't be late.

      - I Who Love Music
       
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    21. carol kane
      Wishful

      carol kane Member

      Location:
      Lincolnshire united kingdom
      Tinnitus Since:
      11/13
      Very well written, WOW!!! you do love music ... i like music, but i've never been to a concert or played an instrument just the usual discos and nightclubs in my younger days and i have ended up with t, and a very miserable life ... i'm glad you still are able to enjoy your passion of music albeit at a quieter level.
       
    22. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug
      Love your creativity, IWLM! And I'm glad you still love music, and are able to play, although toned down now. Too bad we can't go back to those days of the "pink carnation and the pickup truck" and do things differently. Ah, the folly of youth!

      Smiles,
      Karen
       
    23. Grace
      No Mood

      Grace Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      11/14/2013
      Awsome!!!! Thats just awsome ;)
       
    24. Karen
      Talkative

      Karen Manager Staff Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador

      Location:
      U.S.
      Tinnitus Since:
      05/2010
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      First time: Noise 2nd Time: Ototoxic drug
      I'm going to comment on this again, because I'd like everyone to read your poem!

      Everyone --- Please read this great poem about tinnitus. It says it all!!
       
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    25. glynis-harbron
      Feminine

      glynis-harbron Member Benefactor Hall of Fame Ambassador Team Awareness Team Research

      Location:
      England, Stoke-on-Trent
      Tinnitus Since:
      2004
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      Meniere's Disease
      This is a poem by Murial I think you will like to read off the BTA forum.

      HAVE NO TIME FOR TINNITUS

      I have no time for Tinnitus, for I'm as busy as a bee

      living life to the full, like a bird that's been set free.

      You came into my life and left me in such a mess

      until I realised that paying you attention was heightening my stress.

      So I will suppress you, compress you and ignore you, until you set me free

      for there is one thing you can be sure of, you will not feast on me.



      I have no time for Tinnitus. I refuse to let you intervene

      and strongly refute that you'll prevent me from being the person I've always been.

      Though we'll always be together - I fully understand,

      but be sure of one thing - that I will not allow you to take the upper hand!

      There is life after Tinnitus, while as yet no cure has been found -

      if we manage our condition and remain positive, we can turn our lives around.

      Like the soldier back from battle, the war has left him lame.

      He picks up the pieces and goes forward, so we must do the same.



      I have no time for Tinnitus, so I'll ignore you all I can.

      You are very prevalent and the blight of many a man.

      We must always remember that life is for living.

      Tho' events can beset us which are quite unforgiving.

      So we must stay with the moment and never look back,

      keep the present in mind so that we remain on track.

      The future is for tomorrow - the past already gone.

      So Tinnitus sufferers everywhere let us each and every one -

      state, that we have no time for Tinnitus, with one united voice

      for if we grasp the help that's out there, then we do have a choice.

      Finally, our message to Tinnitus - to leave you in no doubt

      that our aim will always be - to try and stamp you out!

      Muriel
       
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    26. barnacle
      Worried

      barnacle Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      2015
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      noise et al.
      Having lain awake for half the night last night this popped into my head. Just wondered if others might have put their T troubles into rhymes. Though I'm useless at rhymes, I think writing them can help think things through. Anyhow, hope others will add theirs to this thread.

      Like three furies in the night
      They take in turns without respite
      To shout in my ears
      And rattle my head
      And fill me with fear
      When its time for bed.
       
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    27. Cheza
      Wishful

      Cheza Member Benefactor

      Location:
      Oregon
      Tinnitus Since:
      04/2014
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      Barking dogs/stress
      Hi, Barnacle. Check out this thread on crowdsourcing a book of poems about tinnitus. I haven't got the procedure down yet as far as creating the book, but when the time comes, I'll give a shout out to everyone who wants to contribute. It will probably be another month before I can start on it.

      I like your poem, so find an image to go along with it. I'm going to recommend that everyone find their image on canstockphoto.com, in a horizontal format. I have an account with them and can purchase a subscription so members of TT can simply tell me which image and I'll buy it. There are plenty of images online, but it's best to keep things simple, and this way the image will be royalty free and less expensive.
       
    28. barnacle
      Worried

      barnacle Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      2015
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      noise et al.
      Hi Cheza
      That sounds like a great idea. Will help out if I can. I use to work in campaigning and so know a little bit about getting media publicity and that kind of thing. Though havent done that sort of work for a year or two now.
      But maybe I can at some stage have a bash at writing a proper poem for your book, as the one above was just off the top of me head and I suspect that people who know about these things will say that it doesnt even scan! Would also be nice to do a more nuanced one, trying to capture the heartache and fear but also the hoping and coping.
      Best wishes
      Barnacle
       
    29. Cheza
      Wishful

      Cheza Member Benefactor

      Location:
      Oregon
      Tinnitus Since:
      04/2014
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      Barking dogs/stress
      That would be a big help. I'll be selling it as an ebook on Amazon, and also in print using their CreateSpace option. It isn't difficult to do, it's a matter of understanding how to place everything on the book(s). Kindle uses a different format than CreateSpace.

      Right now I'm working on my own book about tinnitus, and have anywhere from 50 to 60 pages to go. Then I'll have to format it for Kindle and CreateSpace. Lots of research, and I'm editing as I write, so I'm lucky to get 4 pages done a day.
       
    30. barnacle
      Worried

      barnacle Member

      Tinnitus Since:
      2015
      Cause of Tinnitus:
      noise et al.
      Hi Sorry for delay getting back. Have developed new sound and can now hear T outdoors while walking in woods. So am not feeling 100%. Anyhows, your book sounds great. I look forward to reading it. And 4 pages a day is fine I think. Means about a chapter a week.
      B
       

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