Poem for Mental Health Week

Inspired by Mental Health Week that is sweeping across Australia.

Empty

like a glass of wine

on a Friday night

spinning happily

wonderland

spices and chilli

stings shivering nerves

casacade of goosebumps

the real world screams

from all directions

piano keys at her temples

bass at her heart

eyes like lead

oh, a paper-weight of a head

Downton’s Daisy, is

devilishly clever

a marionette under the wrong master

she doesn’t know what to do

society says she will not do

in her family tree of servitude.

That story stops there

hack and halve and hack again

dreams submerge reality

or is the other way around?

She is tired.

She is empty.

She breaks her down

to build her up.

She is the builder.

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2 thoughts on “Poem for Mental Health Week

  1. thenoveilst says:

    Suffer from mental health, myself. I feel it’s a lot to do with the ruddy chemtrails that are being sprayed above our heads, daily. Wrote about it my my two recently published books, you may view on my blog home page.

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