It’s okay not to be okay…
But what if your 'mental illness' is of the destructive type.
The type that demands to be seen as it rips through all that squeezes...
Rusty Coil
Night is still the air is dry
There is beauty in the dead silence,
Unaware in the copper sand
I am prey to your violence,
Slithering around taste...
Worry
Things happen in this life that are simply out of our control
But it's the way that we handle them that helps us ease our...
Her and the same
I. Her
I don’t recognise her
But I know who she is
And I know what she did
I don’t recognise her
But I feel what she felt
And I...
Mosquito mind
I question, am I the only one?
With an unkind mosquito mind.
My mental health is a sham.
As I abhor who I am.
My pseudo happiness, pretending...