MY POETRY

LITTLE BOXES – Tie it up in little boxes with a ribbon and a bow
Tuck it all away inside, so nothing is on show
What to do with all the trauma creeping through my brain
Without support, where can I stuff down this amount of pain? READ MORE

STARING AT WALLS – A sense of numbness resides in my brain.
protecting me from the constant, repeating pain
of losing not a loved one but someone I treasure
whose help and support have been words I could measure READ MORE

#ME TOO –

Can’t read
Can’t write
No rest
Hard fight

Can’t hear
Feel fear
All alone
No one there … READ MORE

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH – Jagged boulders tumbling down
the mountainside on me
I stand poised for the impact
when I really ought to flee … READ MORE

HANDS OFF – Today the sky is black as coal
My mind has crawled inside a hole
He took away my heart and soul
Please, lock him up with no parole … READ MORE


PRETENCE – It’s tough pretending to be okay
when I’m absolutely not
I find myself smiling and chatting away
to stop others sensing the rot … READ MORE

MY SUCCESS – I thought I was never good enough
At least, that’s what I was told
Just when I thought I’d be a-okay
And my life would be paved with gold … READ MORE

Climbing the Ladder – Drowning in anguish sucked the life out of me
I expressed my personal agony for all to see
I was travelling through the days full of tragedy
Not getting where I really wanted to be … READ MORE

BEDLAM – An ear to listen, a hand to hold
My story’s been told a hundred-fold
About my abuse, about my pain
And my mental health that f—s with my brain … READ MORE

Another Day –

The day will put down roots on my shoulders tonight

These past vacant hours disappeared

Into dense, heavy clouds above me

Exhaustion sets in, and my muscles are taught

Like the strings of an old, dusty Stradivarius

Playing a lullaby to aid my slumber … READ MORE

Audience of One –

I thought I might be on the road to healing

Well, it’s about time, too, they say

Questioning me with persistence

As I died a little more that day … READ MORE

Scarred –

Tramlines embedded

permanent reminders

in soft, yielding flesh

disguising the pain of existence … READ MORE

Rage –

How do I shield my mind, my darling

from the wrath, I have towards myself

or the tongue, as sharp as a blade

that spits bitter words with every breath? … READ MORE

Perish – I hide between layers of darkness and grime
The soot-black air rasping through my lungs
among the smoke and ash
There I find my home … READ MORE

Whisper to the Soul –

Rage screams out in silenced moments

Beating in her shattered heart

Muted words tell of her truths

Ripped her childhood years apart … READ MORE

Dancing in the Shadows –

Reality she feigns so well

Till the closet doors slam shut

A sureness of the truth becomes

A feeling from the gut … READ MORE

Searching For Tomorrow – You may think me rather sombre as I write my feelings out
I concur they’re somewhat dark, as well you’ll know
Do you understand my pain, and why I try to hide my face?
My shame lives on from very long ago … READ MORE

Passage of Time – Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick
The metronome ticks the minutes away
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick
It regularly beats without a delay … READ MORE

The Visitor –

I know the sun is shining, and the blossom in full bloom

But an air of deep depression permeates this room

The ‘black dog’, Churchill called it; I can understand just why

It’s by no means unfamiliar; a common passer-by … READ MORE

BRITTLE – I wish I could tell you I was different then
That I was happy, content, just a child
But even in those early growing years
I knew something was brittle … READ MORE