Crushed pills with a knife

Crushed pills and a knife I consider my life Is it really worth getting dragged down? See, I have had my highs and my lows I have had my downfalls My broken bones Shattered dreams and broken childhood I have held on and had to let go Memories that bleed red Warzones replaying within my…

No place for me

Sun beaming down Bright and warm on skin Inside frozen from within Cracks begin to form within me Ice spreading freezing The warmth of the sun Not consoling I’m still frozen. Outside so warm too touch Pale skin showing what’s within Dusk coming fast to claim The frozen body that remains A statue of fibres…

Lost

Morning glow Darkness stays Plaguing the space No freedom no escape Blackness consuming Self hatred and distortion Dissolution with disaster The blackness consuming Lost yet I’m at home Mind whirring screaming What am I doing Life is nothing but bleak a war zone Gaping black hole claiming my mentality.

Little By Little

A little at a time, no big difference, that single strand doesn’t stand a chance. Little by little, I pick and pull, I feel my anxiety giving a pull. With each pick and pull, my anxiety slips away, feeling free and relaxed for the day One little strand doesn’t make much difference, two little strands…

Bound to the bed

My body stuck, slumped on the bed, unable to move. I struggle to breathe, tears in my eyes, sore and red, screaming for a break. I try getting out, but I just get pulled back in again, there is no escape. Time passes, everyone living life, while I am here bed bound screaming to be…

Depression

Now I write a lot of poems, some not on here yet that are more performance poetry. This one, gets me every time it explains it so perfectly!

Your words change

You say you care. I hear I don’t care stop moaning You say I love you. I hear sorry I don’t love you I just feel I have to say I do. You say I’m beautiful. I hear your ugly and repulsive You say I’m worthy of your time. I hear your wasting my time…

Another battle for little Mia

She seems to take everything in her stride, life throws so much crap at Mia and at the age of 7, she has experienced a lot.  She is still her usually cheeky happy self though! So Mia has always suffered from lung problems, collapsed lungs, severe asthma and has been minutes away from doctors putting…

You have OCD 7 years later it was wrong.

Pregnant with twins 7 1/2 years ago took a strain on my body, health and mental health. I realised I was constantly unable to stop touching my hair to the point I would feel a slight lump where the hair was broken and snap the broke piece off. Sounds crazy right?  I thought so as…