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Girl in the Spotty Dress
Little girl in the spotty frock,
Did she love you then or not?
What did you do to make it change?
Why were you so very strange?
Why did you not do as you're told?
Always needed an extra scold.
Never behaved at home or school,
Always the one who acts the fool.
Never able to conform,
Always the one full of scorn.
Still the girl in the spotty frock?
Does...
Monday 3rd July 2017 3:30 pm
What can you see?
What is a disability?
Is it there for all to see?
Do they look a little special,
Or just a bit like me.
Maybe there is a wheel chair,
Crutches or a splint.
What about the eye patch?
Is there just a little hint?
What about that limp he has?
Or the crooked looking stance?
Some just look so ordinary.
They can even dance.
Some they think imagine it,
disabi...
Thursday 22nd June 2017 6:05 pm
Medication that's what I need
I slip one in my mouth,
It melts.
Delicious.
I lick strawberry lips.
Kissed by magic.
It takes away my pain,
Senses numbed.
Nothing seems to matter.
Apathy takes a hold.
25mg maximum dose.
Is it working?
I have no clue.
I have lost my inner self.
I don't want to feel the pain,
But without it there's no escape.
I want to taste the rainbow,
To r...
Monday 19th June 2017 5:51 pm
Knock knock...
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Don't come to the house,
Invasion not wanted!
Heart pounding,
Shaking chest.
Discussion not needed.
Privacy counts.
Sweating palms,
beaten brow.
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Keep away
allow freedom.
Blind with panic
Screams deathly quiet.
No need for checking on.
Perfectly capable self.
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Tension of a coiled spr...
Friday 9th June 2017 2:07 pm
Believe
There are challenges we face that others don't see,
may never experience, never understand.
Invisible mountains we climb alone,
oceans we swim feeling out of our depth.
But we do it. We fight it. We beat it.
Mental health recovery is a journey,
a destination that requires focus, bravery and time.
For all those who face it every day...
believe.
Thursday 11th May 2017 8:47 am
The Waiting Room
Sat here waiting
Stupid posters on the wall
Like knowing 1/4 matters
Mental health for all.
The chairs are stained and dirty,
Water fountain broke,
Magazines outdated.
Even leaflets on a stroke.
The receptionist she mumbles,
Or is it the glass screen,
Protects her from the patients,
Ring bells - they are unclean.
Mental or a leper,
It really doesn't matter.
You're all in thi...
Tuesday 28th February 2017 5:17 pm
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