Richard

Richard Dick The voice in my head That wants me dead Has lost a lot of power Since I gave him Such a fitting name SWD 01/2021

Box of Letters

My heart holds A box of letters Not all pleasant But all important Some have been So tear soaked That I can no longer Read the words That helped usher in My self-doubt SWD 01/2021

My Office

My office Is the center And I don’t mean like the star of the architecture or the focal point the building I mean like dead center As in completely surrounded by the rest of the bustling hospital My office Is closed off No one may enter without a badge That tells the doors you are…

My Mind’s Captor

I go home each day And make the conscious choice to Not take my own life Some days it’s easy To shake those terrible thoughts But most days it’s not My mind’s captor is Cunning and cruel but I won’t Go down so easy SWD 10/2019

My Thousand Yard Stare

I would depict my consciousness As a smaller version of me Sitting behind my eyes’ lenses Observing everything they see I would depict my anxiety As a grey and monstrous storm Lying dormant in the shadows Until something upsets the norm Then with lightening in its veins And gangling long appendages It wraps up my…

Antidepressants

I carry these pills Like the tin man’s oil can Constantly am I Reminded of my Rusty edges and hollow Disconsolate chest SWD 01/2018 Updated 06/2019

Silence

Silence used to scare me And the way it can fill a room But as my head sinks into the bath The water plugs my ears Surrounding sounds are suppressed And my malicious mind is muffled I realise silence is all I’ve wanted SWD 04/2019

4 Minutes

8:15am Questions set before me “In the past few weeks, have you wished you were dead?” Rolls off my tongue but litters my head Anxiously awaiting an answer   “Yes.” Breathe Move on   We’ve all asked ourselves this one “Have you wished you were never born?” With only few years lived They still said…