Friday 20 March 2020

One Year On

One Year On 

One year on, 
Since my freedom was thieved from me, 
I was sectioned and taken away. 

One year on, 
Since I was picked up from the hospital floor,
Screaming and Crying 'make it stop.'

One year on, 
Since the voices in my head got too loud, 
haunting me and scaring me. 

One year on, 
Since I first screamed someone please help me, 
admitting to my struggles and revealing it to everyone. 

One year on, 
Since death seemed the only option to get me out,
where living was only going to hurt me. 

One year on, 
Since suicide seemed attractive to me, 
my only escape and way out

One year on, 
Since I was hospitalised in a psych ward & checked up on,
every hour through a small window in the door.

One year on.
Since the voices were loud enough to be called torture, 
the harming myself considered fatal.

One year on, 
Since the counting, the rituals, the compulsions, 
reached out of control. 

One year on,
Since all of this and more, 
my life changed, flipped, was turned upside down. 

One year on,
Since so much has changed again, 
Finally everything, the intensity is less
And I keep living instead of dying. 

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