Today is World Mental Health Day, with a focus on suicide prevention. Now, some of you know that I’m a huge advocate for mental health awareness and live with anxiety. However in April my mental health reached a point that I haven’t shared with many people, but feel it’s important to talk about and encourage…
The noise is louder than any sound, I can not hear, think, or speak, Knees hitting the hardened ground, Calm serenity now turned bleak. Stop it! Stop it! Please be quiet! Let me have a moment’s peace, I beg you to stop this mental riot, Allow me a breath, a small release. Frozen stiff, I…
How much time ‘til a heart has healed? Should it always be a lengthy wait? Feelings restrained, bound and sealed, Expected to live a solitary fate. Should it always be a lengthy wait? “Enjoy being single”, people say, Expected to live a solitary fate, Avoid a rebound come what may. “Enjoy being single”, people say,…
Sat in a bar, this solo drinker, Non-alcoholic, a cloudless thinker, Watching others party and revel, Dancing as if possessed by the devil, Partners kiss with building passion, Passed by drunks in questionable fashion. Yet here he sits totally alone, His company, music on his phone, A drink titled the ‘Sun-kissed Virgin’, Its fruity lust…
Away, away, leave me be, I am not what you need of me, I can not offer a constant mood, Feeling mentally broken and skewed. Away, away, at arm’s length, I am without emotional strength, I do not call, message or speak, Feeling so lost, lonesome and bleak. Away, away, with good intention, One that…
I am the voice that isn’t you, Tainting every thought with doubt, Whispering words, all untrue, Rationality seeping out. Tainting every thought with doubt, Repeating questions over again, Rationality seeping out, Why do I feel this mental pain? Repeating questions over again, Are you sure you locked the door? Why do I feel this mental…
Hegemonic masculinity fails, Men need to tip the scales, Help boys rewrite, This story of plight, Toxic behaviour never prevails. By Paul Webster
Food is something we all consume, And a little extra, if there’s room, But day by day, meal after meal, It’s hard to describe the way I feel. Sliding down a mental slope, Searching out for confident hope, Always unhappy with what I see, And feeling like a lesser me. Breakfast is a sporadic event,…
Amy Bower is a pleasure to meet, A woman of passion and strong direction, She’s equally kind, thoughtful and sweet, Held highly in everyone’s recollection, No one met with hate or rejection. A brain full of knots, buckles and rings, She is a mistress of problem detection, She is our friend, the Queen of Slings.…
Sunshine bathing all in my view, Joyful tweeting of birds in my ear, Lost in a sky of beautiful blue, My mind unfettered, open and clear. By Paul Webster
Life is a Phoenix, You are reborn tomorrow, Spread your fiery wings. By Paul Webster
