Tag: depression
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Hollow
In a clearing stands a hollow treethat has long since lost its crown of leaves,Its bark is cracked from weathered storms,Its brittle branches – gnarled, forlorn –lay battered, scattered all around,And when they fell they made no sound,For this broken tree stands all alone,Splintered, fractured, stripped to bone,No more birds to nest, nor squirrels to…
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Battery Pack
As I sit on the top floor of my work building, back nestled against the safety door that leads to the roof, I try to ignore the pulse in my forehead, the result of a morning of pretending. Pretending is hard. It’s like turning one of those new-fangled cordless vacuum cleaners up to maximum and…
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Pachyderm Fight Club
Sharing something a little different today: It shouldn’t really come as a surprise to anyone who knows me, but there is an elephant in the room. An enormous, fuck-off elephant, and nobody is talking about it. Seriously?! It’s like Pachyderm Fight Club. First rule of Pachyderm Fight Club? Well, you know. This particular elephant is…
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Disconnected
What’s this that falls before my eyes, With blistered sores and weary sighs? A shell, a corpse that’s mummified in the bloodied gauze of her demise, She is my spirit, Mauled, maligned, Her salted tears have scored and dried. Malevolence poured from callous minds, Like tiny swords that beat and bind ’til they’ve pilfered thoughts…
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Dysmorphic
It’s a dark, dark road that you venture down when you can’t even look yourself in the eye, When the words ‘fat’ and ‘ugly’ explode like landmines in your mind every time you look in the mirror, When you’d rather rip your flesh and gouge out your eyes than have to look a second more…
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Invisible
You don’t see me as I move across your day, You don’t see the things I do, You don’t see me, So I shouldn’t be surprised that you step on me, Walk all over me, Without the faintest acknowledgement that I’m always by your side, You don’t see me and you don’t even care, You do…
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Bullies
It’s Blue Monday so this poem is dedicated to all the organisations, bosses, colleagues, and other individuals who never quite graduated from playground bullying. Remember your words and behaviour have consequences…… There is a strange peace In knowing the day; The day that the pain will be going away, When the bullies will stop their…
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Brain Storm
It’s raining inside my head. Pouring. I can feel each drop as it cascades through my mind forming translucent sheets of icy coldness, sharp as knives, that flood the echoes of my consciousness while a cackling clap of thunder drowns out every rational thought. Then a sudden bolt of lightning illuminates a cavern in the…
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Lost {mind dump}
I am lost. Not like the TV series… although the parallels are undeniable; I am a viewer, a mere spectator, of my life. I’m watching the confusing twists and baffling turns of the plot, trying to figure out what has led to this point, and what else is in store. I start each episode with…
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The Passing
A rift in the jugular vein The throbbing of quietus creeps in As the Red Sea crashes and ebbs away Severed breaths thrown off course In a whirlwind of darkness Silence in the eye As the winds of deathless sleep Howl through the hollowed tears: “Seize the day!” And life becomes a hostage of the…
Serena Malcolm 