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My belief is that as talking about problems can help one deal with an issue so can writing about ones problems eh?
Anyway here's one of my numerous poetic musings on my observations/thoughts of things unfolding around me and in me i guess. The theme is 'misreable' but the subject is dealt with, i hope, lightheartedly and maybe puts things in some perspective?
If anyone is interested i wrote a poem to complete a former work colleagues college thesis on personal depression for her Counselling Diploma, i like to think i helped her pass, i don't think it was really cheating. It's a little traumatic but truthful, if anyone involved in this forum would like to read it i'll put it here or send to your e mail address. I'm aware it could be further depressing for some readers because it's very 'open' in realtion to what this lady felt and did when she was so severely mentally ill. On the other hand she now has a Counselling Diploma so there can be recovery or at least coping.:hug:

Oh no it’s raining grey again!

Oh no, it’s raining again,
and only just past ten to ten!
‘What’s that got to do with it?’ you say,
Well, fact is, I’ve got to go out today!
Typical valleys weather is this,
is mother nature just taking the piss?
In these narrow valleys with high hillside,
the rivers are rushing now deep and wide.
Dirty slate grey the waters are,
as I drive by in my little grey car.
Flooding on some roads in places,
misery etched on pedestrians faces.
Rain lashes against the window glass,
making blurry the objects as they pass.
Coming down like stair rods now,
cold steel grey water, wet and how!
Graveyard grey mist up on high,
darkly damp unbroken sky.
Been like this best part of the week,
not seen the sun, no, not a peek.
No wonder this disorder SAD,
because the weather is so bad!
Course we’re all miserable here in Wales,
with the cold wet rain and blustery gales!:)

Huw
 
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Oh no it’s raining grey again!

Oh no, it’s raining again,
and only just past ten to ten!
‘What’s that got to do with it?’ you say,
Well, fact is, I’ve got to go out today!
Typical valleys weather is this,
is mother nature just taking the piss?
In these narrow valleys with high hillside,
the rivers are rushing now deep and wide.
Dirty slate grey the waters are,
as I drive by in my little grey car.
Flooding on some roads in places,
misery etched on pedestrians faces.
Rain lashes against the window glass,
making blurry the objects as they pass.
Coming down like stair rods now,
cold steel grey water, wet and how!
Graveyard grey mist up on high,
darkly damp unbroken sky.
Been like this best part of the week,
not seen the sun, no, not a peek.
No wonder this disorder SAD,
because the weather is so bad!
Course we’re all miserable here in Wales,
with the cold wet rain and blustery gales!

Huw



Very good Huw , thx for sharing and keep em coming :)
 
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More poetic positivity!

Morning all,
Don't want to use this forum as a showcase for any poetic musings on my part really but i think this poem reflects well on how someone i know came from the depths of despair to the heights of finding that helping others was her way forward.
I was asked to write this piece of poetry for a work colleague in 2003 as she completed her diploma in counselling skills, to kind of round it off I suppose, give it closure maybe? Having worked with people with mental illness of varying degrees for a year or more by now I had a good idea of what was quite common to many sufferers of mental ill health and she gave me some ideas of what it was like to suffer an illness few people could see and understand, so wrote this. I’m sure many will recognise a part of themselves in this. The rest of us just don’t know how fortunate we are or when we may suffer similarly. I haven’t put her name in this one in case she didn’t want it there.

Who was I and who am I now?

The face you see before you,
how could you really know?
Do you think that it is true,
or is it just for show?
A story I will tell now,
of when I was a lass,
when days were marked by misery,
and I’d cut myself with glass.
The voices in my head would yell,
“you’re no damn good you’ll rot in hell!”
When alcohol would be my bane,
and when my body wracked with pain.
The pills I took had no effect,
as I wandered lonely, in neglect.
The beer and the heavy liquor,
were bringing my death that much quicker.
But the evil voices that I heard,
were drowning out the still small word.
Then desperately one day I cried,
and all those voices stilled inside,
except that quiet, calming sound,
that seemed to rise up from the ground,
right through my aching tired feet,
it felt, well sort of, really neat!
The self-deceit it was no more,
my body seemed to rise up from the floor.
It hit me like a lightning strike,
the inner me I didn’t like,
was leaving the place of its abode,
and running way on down the road!
And in that sudden clear feeling,
my heart was pounding, brain was reeling.
The knowledge slammed into my head,
that I could be much more than dead!
The why’s and how’s and when’s and who’s,
I couldn’t say but I couldn’t lose!
Marked improvement now held sway,
onward and upward from that day.
So here I stand before you now,
Caring, sharing…boy and how!
for I as one who has come through,
will now help others to find what’s true!

Huw:hug::sorcerer:
 
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I wrote this years ago when i was in a very bad place.

Its spinning round
all back and gold
the reason why is still untold
I am a snake
but then a tree
my life is of no use to me.
They know its true im going mad
and in my mind i feel so bad.
If only they could let me know
I know that i would surely know
Just how to cure
this feeling blind
thats going on inside my mind:confused:



I dont know why of all the stuff ive written that one should stick in my mind
 
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Nice one Daffy! You said you wrote it when you were 'in a very bad place' so it might have helped you leave that place for somewhere better eh?
Life is a journey not a 'walk in the park'
in fact quite often it's a 'walk in the dark'!
But keep on looking and you may well find,
that the 'life' you are living is 'all in the mind'?
When you feel self loathing, full of self doubt,
seek 'angels of mercy' to help you out.
People were never meant to be alone,
no one need ever be on their own.:hug:

I guess what i'm trying to say is that life is about doing and being. Plenty of time to 'rest' when life is over for us eh?! But as that famous & Welsh Dylan Thomas once wrote
'do not go gentle into that good night,
rage, rage against the dying of the light!':mad:
 
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Thanks HuwDJ for your last entry I really liked that one!

Michael
 
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I wrote this years ago when i was in a very bad place.

Its spinning round
all back and gold
the reason why is still untold
I am a snake
but then a tree
my life is of no use to me.
They know its true im going mad
and in my mind i feel so bad.
If only they could let me go
I know that i would surely know
Just how to cure
this feeling blind
thats going on inside my mind:confused:

Oops wrong word, should be go not know. If that makes any sense :unsure:
 
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Thanks Michael!
Now you be sure to take care my friend!
Cos life's not over til it's 'the end'!
...and generally speaking we don't usually have a say in that decision!
Huw ;)
 
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