Category Archives: Mental Health

“Meditate not medicate”, that’s what the cry should be. Medication binds them; meditation sets them free. “A Madness Epidemic”; we hear it all the time, And instead of finding answers, it’s constant social crime. “It’s just like Diabetes; a disease … Continue reading →

The time must come; as it will pass for the one who lives outside his class. One day it will all be found ‘true’, the class rules set for me and you. To live outside these social rules; the domain … Continue reading →

So many years spent in the haze that passed for me as younger days. So many years spent in a blur; My future’s past – the ways that were. The rhythm of my life went wild; a life lived as … Continue reading →

Sometimes my heart just weeps a while and deep inside me there’s a smile that just can’t find a gasp of air; all weighed down with so much care. I feel it struggling in my chest. I know it’s there; … Continue reading →

Fear is just a feeling, but still crippling to the soul It fans into a raging fire from just one tiny coal It doesn’t need to make much sense; it is it’s own reward Growing from a nothingness into a … Continue reading →

A gentle stream of thoughtlessness is flowing through my head. No more is there that feeling “I wish that I was dead!” No more the storm and tempest, that was every other day. No more plunging in that deep, deep … Continue reading →

Madness comes and madness goes; just like the tide, it ebbs and flows. It’s here today and gone tomorrow, With all its joys and pains and sorrow. I’m told it’s governed by Moon rise But is that truth, or is … Continue reading →

“I am here” announces Chester “Alive I am and strong And it doesn’t matter what you think, it’s here that I belong You can organise your world, with symmetry and poise but I’ll mess up your symphony; I’ll make a … Continue reading →

I sit, I think, I worry; the story of my life. Always something going on, always some sort of strife. My mind is always moving, it never seems to cease. It’s like I’m in a frenzy without the chance of … Continue reading →

I’m writing now to kill some time and in my way it’s sure to rhyme. I spend my life in “sit and look” at some poor soul some God forsook. The eyes that now stare back at me seek understanding … Continue reading →

I feel its warmth wash over me as the drug spreads through my veins; life bursts forth in parts of my being that, a few minutes ago, I didn’t even know existed; in fact, compared to this feeling I was … Continue reading →