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 Advertisements

Lost

Defining lost, it’s Less of a physical state More of a feeling SWD 01/2018

I came out today

I came out today Peeked my head from the closet Where I hung my doubts Like warm winter coats Worn when the world seemed cold, then I stepped out today Faced the frigid air Without any protection And slammed the door shut The sting of the wind Subsided and Spring sprung when I came out…

Damp

Your body pinned to The wall of the bath while I Kiss from lips to lips SWD 07/2019

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

Love Myself

I want to love me So much that I would not be Scared to die alone SWD 06/2019    

Hot Tea and Poetry

Warm your tired soul With hot tea and poetry Flow just as freely SWD 10/2016

Friendships

Friendships, like flowers Pushing through concrete, blossom In some strange places SWD 01/2018

It’s All in Your Head

“It’s all in your head.” But of course it is, for that’s Where broken brains live SWD 05/2018 That is a stupid line I feed myself often, “it’s all in your head”. It is awful to belittle myself that way when I have the ability to be my best advocate in times of mania, depression,…