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


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 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

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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…

Thoughts Come Knocking

Thoughts come knocking at my mind Good, bad and even suicidal That latter had been visiting more and more I tried my best not to open the door But they often broke into my home anyway Angry for not listening to what they wanted to say Tearing down everything to retaliate Leaving me wrecked and…

My depression is

Avoiding small responsibilities And waiting for the dark cloud to subside Sometimes the cloud sticks around longer than expected And the small responsibilities start piling up Until they’re an unbearably long list of unchecked to-do boxes In which case, the dark cloud begins to not look so bad Compared to the monster of a mess…

Dying in the Shower

I used to fear undressing in front of my own family And being the punchline of a fat joke Or at the wrong end of a stomach poke As if their opinions weren’t just as warped by society as my own I used to fear the feel of hands on my skin And lying naked…