By Skye Emerson | Featured Contributor
Once there was optimism to see silver laced clouds
til the world shook on its axis and decidedly bowed.
Psychosis (they say) is to go quite insane,
lose touch with reality, but they never mention the pain.
When all that is true breaks at the seams,
life becomes survival, desperation and screams.
Mistrusting your judgement since all you see is false,
no more gut feelings to rely on, you’ve got to just halt.
Buried beneath the weight of taunting monsters and more,
the theories roll, there is no staunching it despite how you implore.
Continue reading “‘Lovely Psychosis’ – Directions for Survival [a poem]”
By Bernard Demaere | Featured Contributor
Let me take the time
To look into your soul
Into your window
Perhaps I will see
The emptiness of
Let me help you
Find the answer
To live in the fullness
And find joy and love.
Continue reading “Into Your Soul [a poem]”
By Birdie Fudge | Featured Contributor
Not too long ago, I went on medication for the first time for my major depressive disorder and generalized anxiety. I wrote poems every day, starting from the first day I took the pill. I used my poetry to track my mood, and the timeline of the medicine taking effect. When I look at the poetry written during the beginning of that journey and compare it to now, it’s like two different people are speaking. This is now.
Continue reading “I Am Grateful”
By Marija Eljuga | Featured Contributor
Living in London I cannot help noticing a few of the least fortunate of us, sitting out on the street and asking for help.
Do we give them the money or do we not? What good does it do? To us? To them? I have no suggestion as to an answer to these questions, at all. Except that we follow our own feelings as we choose to give or choose not to give. To support charities, to hand food or money directly? I don’t know.
Continue reading “You Are a Fellow Human Being and I Can See You”
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
The glimmers of light
The warmth of healing
is touching my skin.
A new day is dawning
for all to see.
A new day is dawning
for all to heal.
Continue reading “A New Day Dawns [a poem]”