Reducing the stigma around mental health
By Lorne I wish folk could see inside my head. Then they would understand why I wish I was dead. The voices tell me I shouldn’t be here. I feel like I’m living in constant fear. Fear of the pain, fear of the shame, fear of rejection, fear of love, Continue Reading
By Jennifer Hope Slip on your mask to get through today, Prepare for your roll, Faking your way through, Smiling just to seem your okay. Push all the pain down inside, Ignoring that voice, The temptation to run, Urge to camouflage and completely hide. Get into character to make them Continue Reading
By Anonymous I’m tired, I’m done It’s been a bad day I’m going to bed now ‘What’s happened?’ they say Some days I shake getting out of bed Some days there’s an anvil dropped on my head Some days I’m behind glass and Some days I cry Some days are Continue Reading
By Anonymous Whispering sweet nothings of pain, Which turn to screams in my brain, You’re a thief, you bring night, bring strife, You steal joy, happiness, light and all life, You break me, you beat me, you show me the edge, Then you whisper the reasons I’d be better off Continue Reading
By Claudia Kelly Silently drowning hearing the voice’s festering each nerve, “Am Not Responding!”. Family encouraging incarceration of my mind all route’s through now inaccessible and still i hold the pencil, “Maybe Creativity Is My Vessel?”. Despair, senseless sadness, “In Your Arm’s May I Nestle?”, “ Please Tell Me” these Continue Reading
By Natalie And so I feel it beginning again The self loathing and endless search for pain Pain that’s real and self inflicted Pain imagined, unrestricted Pain so deep, so dark I wouldn’t wish it on another Yet aimed at me I’m willing to accept it I work hard, pretending Continue Reading
By Anonymous My most recent bout of depression has been my hardest fought in that it has been by far the longest. I can’t tell you exactly when it reared it’s ugly head or when I lost control of it and my usual coping mechanisms proved fruitless but, except for Continue Reading
By Claudia Kelly I wasn’t aware if it was breakfast or time for lunch and he asked me “What Was I Scared Of?” . Now i was partially tamed evident a corpse on display determined to rage, a dungeon was this place. Week’s, day’s, they had locked me away and Continue Reading
By Claudia Kelly “Who Say’s Am Not Stable?”, “Do bear with me whilst i remove this label”, stamped on my back stating “You’re not mentally available”. “Come look me in the eye’s?”, let me transfer what i hide, what do you hideously spy?. I hurt no one except for “I”. Continue Reading