A chap wanted less of Wokeness,

Being nice there, caused him lots of stress,

So he moved to Seattle,

Which tested his mettle,

‘Cos then, he was truly Sleepless.

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Time poses as a ticking god

Engaged in forward creep,

And is revered by billions

Who rise, work, love and sleep.

But time is mere illusion,

Predictable and crass;

Relaxing on its lounger,

It makes us look an ass.

We race to catch the morning train

And stay late for the boss,

But when we need the slightest break,

Time will not give a toss.

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Reference Dept
The recruitment dept
Gave him a job
Ok great he was hired
He passed training
Went thru nesting
Into production
But was still texted
By recruitment who wanted
Five more references
Along with the twenty six
He’d already given them!
Now that was annoying
He had worked there
Seven weeks and still
They pestered him for references
Make them answer their phones
That’s not ...

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Friday at last, speed home from work
The flights tomorrow, few drinks a perk
It's that time, hurray! it's come round at last
But now i'll have to pack and make it fast
I'll pull the cases from the loft space
Unzipped and clean, put ready in place
I open the drawers and tip out all the clothes
Where's my favorite T shirt, God only knows
Three shirts, a tie! A jacket quite light
Not w...

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There's no stars out in this darkened sky.
As a curl up, on the hard floor to lie
I cannot lay safe, cozied on this soft bed.
Not with the noises and memories floating in my damn head.
The cracks and the bangs that rang out in the night.
Times I saw many men fall, disappear out of sight.

Was that today, yesterday, or maybe tomorrow?
No bravery left here there's only raw sorrow.
The noise...

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The Criticisms

Crash down on me like Thunder

So tired of the Storms

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Inside the mind
Like the deep blue sea
A bottomless ocean 
Where thoughts run free 
Thinking of a guys
But it feels so wrong
A feeling of guilt 
The thoughts are too strong 
A hidden secret
A self inflicted lie
Not true to oneself 
But don't know why
A locked treasure chest
Waiting to be found
A mouthful of words
But the lips are bound 
Sifting through sand
In the hope of a find
...

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left unperturbed

blind,

althought content

naïve to the stabbing

numbed only by the

warm trickle

promising painlessness

how am I left deaf

but subject to my own cries?

clawing, grasping

searching

for a ledge

a breath

but the stream ceases not

the currents of crimson

rising, smothering

insatiably convincing

they beckon me lovingl...

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I envy those who experience stillness.

A feeling which my mind is constantly searching for.

My internal monologue throwing my head back and forward and back again.

Blood being ghastly pumped through my aching limbs.

Must keep moving. Must keep moving.

My body a burden I must carry throughout all my days.

My mind a vampire sucking away my essence.

My lungs lost for air.

A...

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angst is what keeps me going,,

fears hoist me up like bones

nought more live to my ears

than the dirge dread intones

yes, I've read those books on

the dark influence of stress,

yet, which school to follow?

I'm more confused, not less

finally I plumped for Sigmund,

he uses my curlers for a perch,

common sense is his forte and

he saved me years of research

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I don’t wanna be here

and that may be hard to hear.

I’m sorry for always letting you down

because when I do, it makes you frown.

It’s become second nature to fake a smile,

because being happy is the new style.

I hate it when we argue and fight.

I hate it so much, it makes me cry at night.

I think I’ve run out of tears

from crying all these years.

I cry in the car...

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I am
so much
in the middle
of being
on the edge
of things.

I am 
I am so much
so much
so much in the middle
the middle of being
of being on the edge
the edge of things.

And I think
These are the worst
places to be
The middle and the edge
Or is it?
Or is it 
knowing where we are
is the wrong kind of knowing?

I am
so much
in the middle
of being alive
on the edge
...

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Oh there's a change, there's a change a-coming
Oh no there's a change, something won't be the same,
There's going to be some blame a-coming.

Begin the breathing, there's that sinking feeling.
No. No, surely we can swim, maybe we can win
We can float or find a boat, or keep the water under chin...

Oh there's a change, there's a change a-coming
Another source of pain, each time they're ch...

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Being too sensitive is not for the faint-hearted

We all peer at life through individual prisms

I know now when my thin skin started

It was watching your peculiar mannerisms

Your peculiar mannerisms are legion

The way you chew your food is a sight

Your body language is a whole religion

Those facial expressions a thing of the night

You've left me wide open to the el...

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Speaking can feel like your swallowing

So, you may as well swallow instead

Or it’s giving,

Giving and giving

Fingers down your throat,

Retching

Searching for…

Will I be stronger tomorrow?

Or just hollow tomorrow?

So, you end up filling up on someone else’s dictionary

I am disarmed without my language

But my language is disarming

Words do break your bones

Voca...

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Therapy’s been fine but it’s not fixing my problems.


Each week talking about something new, but we never actually solve them.

Mr. Joyce tells me I need to let my emotions pass through me.


But my emotions make me who I am, so I know I need to disagree.

My identity has always been important and, honestly, I identify as depressed.

That as well as anxious, lost, and always stress...

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I see creatures in the dark

Are they monsters?

They whisper

Reflection

I whisper lie

And they whisper truth

I open my eyes

When did the tears come?

I lay awake, dreaming of light

All I see are shadows

The creatures wait

I hear screaming in the dark

Is it me?

I want to say monster

But instead I close my mouth

Can anyone hear?

My sound is trappe...

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https://youtu.be/68Q0PUSxn2I

Canaries in the mine.

Kids that cut themselves. 

New mums on Prozac, 

Calpol poured down tiny throats.

Twelve year olds try ketamine

(already smoking weed).

Prepubescent boys

ask to drink girl’s pussy juice.

‘Mum, what does he mean?’

A teenage girl has overdosed.

Everybody’s glued to screens.

Can anybody see 

canaries in the ...

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I rely on sleep

It’s the only thing

To keep thoughts at bay

Hours when my mind

Releases its grip

That strangles my sanity

Now, in its own

Sick and twisted way

Keeps sleep at bay

My mind is evolving

Tightening its grip

And slaughtering my sanity

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Stress is a gun to your head, even tho I'm dead inside, I'm not after that lead, got too many problems to dread, too much going on, and still nothing right has been said.

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Feel Like I'm Crazy

The doctor tells me "it's Fibromyalgia"
I've never heard of it before
But I think finally I have an answer
For all of my pain
But it doesn't take me long to decipher
It's something that they can't explain
Do they think that I'm insane?

They don't understand it
There is no cure
It's a curse not an answer
And I don't know how much more of this I can endure

They ...

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standing there silent, feet on the ground
in a world of my own whilst folk rush around
in every direction, this seething throng
is it just me, am I in the wrong
am I the only one in this crowd
not making a noise but wanting to shout
and scream at those that are nearby
I shrug my shoulders, let out a sigh
all going to the office, a corporate ideal
sterile surroundings, same look and feel
...

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This one comes from some older stuff of mine, written whilst dealing with what i didnt realise was a depression / anxiety disorder at the time.  Thankfully now its under control, but reading this back makes me remeber just how black things were back then.

Darkness; continuous, deep, perpetual darkness.

Constant.  Soulless.  Empty dark space.

It laps at the edges, frayed edges of my c...

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5th grade was my downfall

Anxiety coupled with A.D.D

Made for the perfect broken marriage.

6th grade was calm.

I had everything under control

And I was taking medication

But 7th grade was morbid.

A child,

One only the devil could produce,

Had arrived with the diseased name

Of Depression.

8th grade was the year Depression made friends

Suicidal Tho...

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Don't let this life pass you by,

Seek the Lord, break down and cry

He'll lift you up, He'll fill your cup

Yes even though the heart's corrupt

He'll change you from the inside out

Now isn't that what it's all about

God changing us from day to day

Like a figure from a lump of clay

The choice is ours to obey

The choice is ours to kneel and pray

If only we would trust His...

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I've been lying to my friends and family for a few weeks now. 

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A crowded room

is such a lonely place,

wear a fragile mask

upon a weary face.

Everybody’s here

but there’s nobody there

and there’s nothing to do

except sit and stare.

The distant sounds

of joy and laughter

drifting like echoes

in dusty rafters.

As you slowly subside,

sinking way down low

and you're silently wondering

how far you can go.

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Wish I could turn it off

Buzzing

Whirring

Voices echoing around

Wish I could reboot my brain!

I keep it all inside

All my worries

Fears

Stress

But I'm scared Scared I'm going to crack up

There's only so much I can think about

Keep it bottled up

Even though it's not healthy

I need to release the cork

Don't want to be in that dark place again

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The Union man gets up to say that rights he fought for day by day

Are quickly being snatched away. Hurrah the Union man!

He’s calling out to you and me to show some solidarity

And march beside the TUC. Defend the Union man!

The low paid worker makes a plea to call upon our sympathy.

The state affords him subsidy to make a living wage.

When public jobs are privatise...

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Here is a link to my poem about a day at IKEA

https://soundcloud.com/mrsr-2/stressea

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YOUR FAMILY AND I

Well, here we are having a great time thinking

of Christmas and times gone past. We’re so happy

having a laugh and some beers.

I liked the meal you made but I hated

what happened next. It all started over some stupid fags.

Accusations are flying around, it isn’t my fault that I know.

If it’s all arguments and bad feelings, I’m off!

You lot...

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Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.

Worked nights so didn’t see much of it

but in his head he’d got stories of

the Fire God supreme,

Blaze Lord,

vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.

He called the Sun ‘Hero’,

believed it had six pairs of arms,

giant wings of flame

and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.

Made moons blush

and g...

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