This time
the climb felt easier
the incline didn’t seem to stretch for a year
my legs keeping feeling without force.
This time
my dewy eyes were due to a biting wind
rather than the noose of grief
that swallowed the air from my body
and the right words from my lips
like the last time.
And this time our hands held gentler
and it wasn’t to do with the new gloves
we are stronger now.
strength
Things Will Get Better – A Poem for World Mental Health Day
the feat of self-propulsion
from one’s bed
whilst the sludge of self-repulsion
is coursing through one’s head
is an extremely powerful thing to do
through mumbled words and scratching sobs
the step taken to share your thoughts
with another
whether it be friends, family, stranger or lover
is a monument of courage
think of it, as like learning a new skill
a realisation that things
can and will get better
but may take time to figure out
displays a resilience
you may not have known about
these are things I say from experience
imprisoned in darkened rooms and a midnight-black bleak mind
in a state of self-exile
shutting out the world
through obtuse notions of lacking self-worth
but I overcame it and freed myself through seeking help and standing up.
Believe in You
as others do
even when you take the smallest of steps
you are strong, brave and powerful
This poem was written for World Mental Health Day 2020. If you feel you need help with your mental health, speak to someone then contact a GP, Mental Health service or a Counselling service in your area.
Take it easy and look after yourself and each other
Paul
(Image taken from mentalhealth.org.uk)