Tag: depression

Devils Juice

(No this poem is not about me, It’s merely an observation!) Decided on drinking rum For as long as the bottle lasts Regretting the decision Fills up the next day Head aching so hard That all other thoughts gone away Replaying the night over… Continue Reading “Devils Juice”

Be Free

She sits alone in the dark Afraid to light her torch For fear of what she might see She can hear the creatures crawling How close they must be The darkness in her mind all consuming The beasts won’t let her be reprieved Then… Continue Reading “Be Free”

Arms Around Me

My Mind the Menace a debut poetry collection by new to the publishing world poet Sarah Fairbairn. That’s Me That’s Me. This is a collection from a darker period in Sarah’s life, a period she is happy to say she made it through. Here… Continue Reading “Arms Around Me”

You’re Awesome

Publishing Poetry

I’m in the process of putting together and publishing two poetry collections; one entitled The World Around Me and the other My Mind The Menace. I haven’t been posting much poetry lately and the above is the reason. I’m writing this post to keep… Continue Reading “Publishing Poetry”

Life Lately

I haven’t had time to post much lately, things have been rather hectic. I’ve lost many hours and been through a great deal of stress trying to get everything organised for my son to start day care next week. So I’m already upset at… Continue Reading “Life Lately”

Take me home

The clock is ticking So fucking what When did I ever care about that They drag me down into their den And I’ve got to try and claw my way out again I click my heels together A million times Looks like they aren’t… Continue Reading “Take me home”

Bad Call

I’m a pressure vessel that’s about to crack But you don’t seem to give a fuck about that You really don’t seem to care at all Why the fuck did I trust you Bad call

Falling Off The Wall

Why in life we get so hungry Why in life we get so grumpy Why in life we feel so frumpy If only everything could be smooth Not bumpy All this turmoil is making my brain lumpy Falling off the wall like humpty dumpty

Sweet Sixteen

Today’s post asks us, when we were 16 what did we think our lives would look like? Does it look the way we imagined? And is that a good thing? When I was sixteen my plan was to work till I was twenty saving… Continue Reading “Sweet Sixteen”