The Irony!

The irony; I sometimes wonder…If the easy and open way in which I talk about my mental health struggles,The blunt, curated insight I have into them,The clarity of my mental list of steps to tackle them… Does it ever come across as disarming or evendisingenuous,To people who live outside in the world with all the … Continue reading The Irony!

The Hole I Got Into

I just read on an OCD forumβ€”Do something which requires your attention and you'll soon forget about the obsession; The hole I fell into over the last few years was that I can no longer do that; Always exercise was the miracle cureβ€” the endorphins, adrenaline, dopamine and serotonin left my head clear and all … Continue reading The Hole I Got Into

It’s Behind You!

I was watching The Silence Of The Lambs in the middle of the night,When it hit meβ€”OCD is Hannibal Lecter; Doesn't OCD seek weaknesses to exploit?The slightest crack, the smallest opportunity,Looking to gain some control over the situation? Even once you've pushed it to the back of your mind,When you think you've got it into … Continue reading It’s Behind You!

Em-Dashβ€” To The Heart πŸ–•

β€”|β€”πŸ˜“β€”|β€”β€”|β€”πŸ˜±β€”|β€”β€”|β€”πŸ˜­β€”|β€” Stab me with your em-dash,Stab me in the heart,Scarecrow my prose awayBurn it, burn it all on the fire, I've been jousted in the eyes,Can't see the words for tears,Flowing poetic aesthetics,Bleeding out on the floor; Operator, operator, This is an emergency,Em-dash razor-wire fortresses, areβ€”Rationing out literatic beauty! The em dash is an incredibly … Continue reading Em-Dashβ€” To The Heart πŸ–•

Emotional Intuition And Sensitivity

I want to do what I canTo help people in abuse situationsAnd raise awarenessOf the signs Because the most important signs are so obvious to some peopleAnd not to others;We need to do all we canTo get everybody on the same page; There's nothing that hurts me more…Than seeing somebody else in that kind of … Continue reading Emotional Intuition And Sensitivity

Closing In Again

I feel the wallsclosing inagainHuman stampedesup and downthe hallwayDisrupting me fromthe final outletThe endless universeof writing and creativityThe laststrandof proactive hopeSaving me, fromthe abyssal void of empty days without a planFor this activeproactiverestless mindThat is the truest hellThere is nothing l o n g e rthane m p t y timeWith no beginningand no e … Continue reading Closing In Again

No More Words

It was funny how even now, not much had changed;Funny, terrifying, surreal,It would be hard to sum it up in words,Complex emotions we'd never expected to feel;All the same, at some fundamental level we'd remained blissfully, wilfully unaware,These final few months; As the sky began to blot out,The darkening, growing shadow falling across the upper … Continue reading No More Words