Poetry Blogs (2019, mental health issues)
Adut Akech, Depression and Mental Heath
Adut Akech Adelaide model
Is the biggest fashion superstar in the world
She just turned 19 here at Christmas
And waiting for her world to unfurl
Despite the famous smile she displays
Underneath she's in pain with depression
Like Robin Williams who suicided
Let's talk mental health, learn some lessons
She'd wake up ea...
Thursday 14th March 2019 9:04 am
MOD – PTSD Part ii
‘They’ said that he was ‘shipshape’ A1, and good to go
So that’s precisely what this Trooper did, he left and went AWOL.
In the morning, the Captain asked me, “Nip to Thetford and retrieve
a naughty Trooper who’d been locked up, for being absent without leave."
Upon entering the police station and removing him from his cell
I then drove him back to...
Monday 31st December 2018 4:38 am
You try to escape the demons
But they latch on way too tight,
Their claws digging into my body
And mind, with all their might.
Fighting is exhausting,
It physically and mentally drains.
But still I endure it, hoping
One day I will finally escape the pain.
Tuesday 19th June 2018 10:05 pm
Each day, more exhausting than the last.
Time goes far too slowly, or too fast.
you're either extremely low, or elevated.
People either love you, or you're hated.
There is no middle ground
- no inbetween.
Everything is one extreme.
you're either Jekyll or you're Hyde.
It is a never ending fight.
You're a walking contradiction ,
With no explanation,
Monday 18th June 2018 3:58 pm
Every moment to fear,
Forever holding back internal tears.
Life- so complicated,
The world too big, too scary,
my mind so full of queries.
Never certain, never happy,
each decision could be deadly.
An escapes impossible,
every outcomes implausible.
Sinking under water,
Always being taken for a martyr.
The pain runs so deep,
Barely able to ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 11:34 pm
Canaries in the mine.
Kids that cut themselves.
New mums on Prozac,
Calpol poured down tiny throats.
Twelve year olds try ketamine
(already smoking weed).
ask to drink girl’s pussy juice.
‘Mum, what does he mean?’
A teenage girl has overdosed.
Everybody’s glued to screens.
Can anybody see
canaries in the ...
Friday 8th June 2018 1:11 pm
Dissociative identity disorder, previously called multiple personality disorder, is usually a reaction to trauma as a way to help a person avoid bad memories.
Dissociative identity disorder is characterized by the presence of two or more distinct personality identities. Each may have a unique name, personal history, and characteristics.
Sorry to say that's not me or never has been ...
Thursday 14th December 2017 7:42 pm
would they care???
it seems like a void
waking up trapped inside
should i live another day?
should i rather die?
would they know im gone?
would they feel bad??
would they miss me forever?
or will it pass like a fad?
surely they will move on
thats how life works
but they wont be Able to replace me
they should miss my quirks
but is this life worth living??
i ponder deep and wit...
Thursday 14th December 2017 1:19 pm
Must touch once, twice, thrice!
Otherwise I must pay the price!
Penetrating thoughts that won’t go away,
Compulsions that haunt me day by day,
Anxiety comes, anxiety goes,
Got guilt, depression and so much obsession.
Please leave me!
Thursday 29th June 2017 1:54 am
I can't find it anywhere,
It's gone, disappeared,
Hidden somewhere dark.
I looked amongst the books,
I searched the internet,
I even checked the fridge.
I don't know where I put it,
I tried to keep it safe,
I don't remember where it is.
People have helped me look,
First a lady doctor,
Then a psychiatrist.
The CPN, she looked around,
Monday 30th January 2017 10:24 pm
They say, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade."
You start slicing those lemons
Where's the first aid?
The lemons are too sour to put in a drink
The sugar runs out
The water rusty from the kitchen sink
The lemons keep coming
They're heavy to hold
From innocent lemonade stands
To bags of lemons turning to mold
Wednesday 7th January 2015 5:32 am
Oh this unwelcome thing in my head has returned on this beautiful July summers day. I felt its onset, of this thing, last night. My sleep was troubled. Like a few rough waves before the cyclone hits home. An hour ago it hit me, a varied mental assault. Anxiety machine gunning my mind. Taking no prisoners here.
Hidden inner darkness rattles its lid and wants to escape the box. F...
Monday 22nd July 2013 7:09 pm