Strong stone pillars placed in even breaths, Dressed in front by smooth marble steps. An inscription displayed for the viewer, "Fluctuat Nec Mergitur". *She is tossed by the waves but does not sink.* Lining the sheltering roof above, Are ceilings painted by two artists in love. A place of w...Read more

I've struggled with the concept of 'the only way is up', As my experience tells me –that's not quite true. And it's frustrating how to learn about myself, I need my identity stripped from view. Once I have been shattered – I must sort through the rubble of myself, Choosing what to take forward ...Read more

*Moral Compass On The Wall, How do I spin this lie that grew so tall?* I find it hard to comprehend, Why *I* must twist this tale? So you may justify your chapters, Retreating beneath a scripted veil. You feed the world your sweet lies, With handpicked poison fruit. Down go enemies of your fairyta...Read more

I have hit an age where I get overly emotional at music, Not just any old song, not even songs with lyrics. But that which plays the same music as my childhood soul, When I hear it everything stops and I fall deep in a hole. It's a hole swelling with memories both good and bad, Just pure emotion, ...Read more

I'm not sure how to tell you how I feel and why I feel the way I do, When I have blocked a lot from memory because it is so painful for me to re-view. What scenes have pushed their way through are hard to understand, As without numbers there is no order to recollect no matter the demand. The mons...Read more

Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria (RSD), Causes a fear of failure and rejection. So to avoid the pain, I procrastinate. Because if I never try, I certainly cannot fail. If I do not ask or do not go, You simply just cannot say no. It's not that I wish not to do it, I am terrified of what may go wrong. ...Read more

It looks back at me, We lock eyes and hold it. And we hold our breath, As here we remain. The way you gaze into my eyes, You can't tell me you don't love me. If they were anyone else's, It would be uncomfortable. I can see your soul looking back, You are in pain too. Neither of us want this, Yet ...Read more

When the lights go down, Everyone turns their phones off. No notifications to distract from the main event, No conversations occur. When they say 'Silence is deafening', The moment before it starts is like this. Quiet. Except the theatre is my brain, All those thoughts racing until I was diagnose...Read more

It's been a year and you still have a hold on my life, You continue to cause me pain like a repeated stab with a knife. How is it, a year after my escape from your grasp, I still fight to release your chains with their rusty clasp? A year without contact yet your teeth still sink into me, Your b...Read more

I feel like I'm mourning, Every time you have to leave. Because each time you aren't near, Every day feels like weeks. Each breath feels so cold, Each step I'm so alone. My heart feels like it's breaking, Crumbling into stone. And assure me all you like, But I'll still feel this way. Knowing you ...Read more

Trapped. Feeling alone. Torn in two. Shouting from each shoulder. Needing to shut it out. This is too much. I can't cope. Please... please! Stop. ... Silence. Just silence. Removed from society. Shouting in a whisper. In a self dug hole. Reaching out my hand. Nobody takes it. Nobody's there. H...Read more

I'm stuck in a loop of hurt and pain, Each day telling myself never again. I love my job, I enjoy my work, But depression and anxiety always lurk. I need to achieve to feel much better, Yet my will versus procrastination is a helter skelter. So again I will try to fight my brain, To stay focused ...Read more

*To recover from mental illness is to be a cloud in the open sky* It can be lonely up there in the bright blue sky, Where alone you may or may not have a little cry. But when surrounded by others who understand how you feel, You can open your hearts and that's when it gets real. Everyone has hea...Read more

I still talk of you in present tense, And subconsciously plan to see you. Every time I remember my heart aches, As it plummets like the knowledge is new. As if I didn't sing you to sleep this final time, Like I didn't see you fall. Or hold you and tell you how loved you are, The prettiest horse of ...Read more

My house isn't perfect, Or how it 'should' be. It is a work in progress, And that's fine with me. I can see it's potential, And where it will land. It just needs time, And a helping hand. Yet if my body is my house too, Why can't I say the same? Feeling trapped in my skin, Full of sorrow and shame...Read more