A POEM FOR STAYING STRONG
A moment of peace
A moment of calm
Then all of a sudden I see you
And then there I am
Right back in that place
In the bathroom, my meds, tears streaming down my face
I miss you still
Yet I know that you will
Have let me go by now
Moved on with your life
Even though it was me
I was your life
And you were mine
But it’s time to start a new book
Turn over a new page
One where you are not there
And I will be fine
Alone for now but not for forever
As my true love will come along and we will be together
So I don’t need to feel down
Every time see pictures with hands around
Baby bellies or revealing another diamond engagement ring
That’s THEIR thing now, not yours yet
But I am sure that my time will come, so please don’t fret
The best people haven’t had an easy journey, you are not alone
You will have one day have everything, EVERYTHING,
You wish you could call your own
Led Zep said it right, keep pushing on
Because there’s still time to change the road you’re on.
ABOUT THE POEM: "I wrote this poem after seeing a picture of my ex on social media, and in that moment it kind of brought me back to the place I was in when we broke up - quite simply, despair. I started remembering all of the ways that my mental health and my OCD had sabotaged the relationship. To this day, I wonder if it was my fault the relationship ended. I talk in the poem about how seeing all my friends/peers in social media getting married, having babies etc., is very painful for me. I wrote this poem as a way of expressing these feelings and resolving them. I still have plenty of hope, which of course is evident as the poem progresses."
Note: The Led Zeppelin reference was one of my favourite song lyrics from Led Zeppelin’s ‘Stairway to Heaven’, “There’s still time to change the road you’re on”.
A POEM FOR CHRISTMAS
Well the tree is up, the lights are blinding,
No one can deny these demons I have been fighting
Or that I spent yesterday afternoon crying
Oh dear
It’s Christmas
The most wonderful time of the year
Have I said too much?
That’s what they say isn’t it?
Keep quiet. Keep it together.
Conceal, don’t feel.
But this isn’t Frozen,
And life isn’t a movie
I have stood strong, as always
Persevered no matter what
And although things are hard,
Things can get better,
And they will
Remember your strength, always
And take comfort in time
Because in time you will heal.
ABOUT THE POEM: "This poem was written around Christmas, when I was continuing to struggle with my mental health. It makes it very clear that although Christmas is known as 'The most wonderful time of the year', the human mind and mental illness will continue to persist. This poem also shows the strength that is required to simply live with mental illness."
A POEM FOR CONFUSION
I feel so confused
I just wish I knew
How to become this girl I want to be
How to manifest all of my biggest dreams
When I don’t even know what they are
I just can’t
No matter how hard I try
Seem to catch a glimpse
Of those greatest, deepest desires of my heart
It’s hard isn’t it
When you don’t know what you want
Yet you know that you want it all
Ambition
I leaves you eternally frustrated
It’s hard enough reaching your dreams
When you don’t actually know where you wat to go
And when your soul is already so troubled
By illnesses of the mind
You’ll find the process unbearably slow
Like being a traffic light that simply won’t allow you to go
But I know
Somehow things will fall into place
I hope
That things will soon start to make some proper sense
So I will give it time
Take a deep breath
You will be fine
ABOUT THE POEM: "In this poem, I reflect on feeling stuck and not being sure what I want to do or where my life is going."
A POEM FOR FEELING HURT
H.U.R.T.
You were there for so long, then deserted me.
So I breathe in
1, 2, 3
Then I stop because breathing escapes me
I am lost
Empty
A shell of a former me
28 but no longer willing to wait and see
Where life will take me
As hope is dwindling
Dwindling
Down
But still part of me hopes things will change,
Things WILL change
The more I say it the more I believe it
How beautiful it sounds too,
Maybe all hope is not lost
Maybe, just maybe
My life will become everything I want it to be.
And I’ll finally be free.
ABOUT THE POEM:
"This poem is a representation of a mix of relationships with severe mental health issues, and was written not long after a break up with someone who I thought was the one. I lament on how mental health problems have held me back in every aspect of my life, and how the people I love and care about often end up deserting me. I tried to add a little sprinkle of hope towards the end of the poem, as in spite of everything, there is always hope."
A POEM FOR OCD
It starts like this.
She’s just interested, curious.
She wants to know more.
What did you say? Do you think that?
It begins with some innocent questions.
But then it starts to endure.
Her manner changes.
A faulty smile becomes a frown.
The desperation in her voice is obvious now.
Do you really think that? Do you??
She just needs some reassurance, she says
Mummy ...
Daddy ...
Please!!!
Clear is it now of her intentions.
She isn’t just curious. She doesn’t just want to know.
She NEEDS to know.
Answer me!!!
She is sweating, her voice cracking.
Silence ensues and it is deafening.
She thinks certainty is what she needs.
When in fact, to get better.
She must learn to live...
With the uncertainty.
ABOUT THE POEM: "I actually wrote this poem last year, as a way of trying to express how my OCD manifests itself, and one of these ways is in asking for reassurance. Not just once (those with OCD will know that once is rarely enough), and repeatedly. Generally it comes about from an intolerance of uncertainty and feeling like you need an answer. However, continuously giving someone with OCD the certainty that they seek is a fatal mistake that friends, family and loved ones often make, and it only fuels the fire of OCD. This is a poem that describes what someone with this kind of OCD experiences, along with their friends or family."
POEM FOR SELF ESTEEM
I know I’m enough
I say to myself
It takes a lot of repeating
For me to believe it myself
But it’s still not enough
I can’t help but check again
The amount of views, likes, once, twice
It’s not enough
No one seems to care
About my talent, my life I’ve laid bare
Why don’t they care?
It isn’t fair, I hear inside my head
Everyone else has it all
Masses of followers, supporters
That they call their own
They’re so well known
But girl you know
They are just strangers
A bunch of people you don’t know
And those who really matter are those around you
Your family, friends who will always love you
You don’t need strangers to say
That what you say is worth listening to
Because it is you
And only you
That can give you the love you need
Because you see you can have all of the love from your so called followers
But there is more to life than doing the things you love for others
And forgetting about yourself
Remember this, for it is true
All you need to do is
Do this for you and only you.
ABOUT THE POEM: "This poem describes the obsession that I often develop with the amount of likes, comments, or attention I get on social media. I was trying to make the point that you should do things for you and not care what people think!"
ABOUT ANNELI
"It’s a fun deal right, when all you want to do is live a normal life and yet you end up being diagnosed with a plethora of mental health issues that make this seem impossible. I’m sure I’m not the only one. Anxiety, Depression, OCD, with an added sprinkle of Autism Spectrum Disorder or ASD. After a childhood illness, my parents were told that there was a 10-20% chance that I would live a normal life. But hey, let’s skip from the sob story shall we? My name is Anneli, I’m 28 years old and my interests include reality TV, sea swimming, cuddling animals and overthinking.
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