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Tribute – A short poem in tribute to my parents I was lost, I felt so small, My mum, my dad, they gave their all. They gave me brothers and sisters, then when we fall, They taught us to pick each other up and to stand tall. Even when there was no me, they fought…
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The Day – A short poem to put a positive spin on the everyday struggles of people with mental health struggles. Everyday I wake at the end of time, By night, I rest my head somewhere in the beginning. Around the middle I find, A mission that’s been self delivering. Not everything experienced can be…
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I am sick and tired of being sick and tired, Of people looking at me funny and having my brain rewired. And being sedated and having so much to do, Of finding my mind which I know again I’m just about to lose. I don’t know what lesson I should have learnt, From the fires…
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When I hit the dark times I ask myself “why do I try?”, Because, it feels like I’m in an icy cemetery buried alive. All I see is black skies and nobody to stand by my side, Life feels empty and I missed my time to shine. I hit the end of the road and…
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I feel like skin stretched out then placed on and over people and objects that don’t resemble me. And you, the world, have the ability to summon me and wrap me around your finger, or exile me to the furthest corners of the universe at you whim. And then you ask me the same question…