Poetry
Blinds shut
Not a light to be seen
All would be too bright
Total silence
The rain, the wind shattered on my windows
The only life I can hear
A dark place
Where I find myself in
I am its prisoner
No doors, no windows
No sunlight
It would hurt too much
Only a bed
A bed to stay in for days
Never made up
Never getting up
Alone, depressed towards death
Death so much thought of
Not knowing when
Not knowing how
Not knowing anything anymore
The pain of the DEEP DARKNESS
The pain of DEEP DEPRESSION
All over me
I am covered with it
As if tied up with a strong rope
One I cannot be rid of
There is no exit
Only the blackness of my thoughts
Going round and round in my mind
Driving me insane at times
As a knife entering my body
Slowly and slowly
The slow agony of my darkness
It hurts so much, too much
It is so silent, an immense stillness
I cannot move out of my bed
I do not want to anyway
It feels too scary outside
I cannot see the light
The light hurts me too
Everything hurts badly
I can only be with myself
I don’t and cannot see anybody
I am in total isolation with the pain
The pain
My only companion
The one hearing my deadly thoughts
The one seeing the cuts on my arms
Soon they will hurt, sharp, burning pain
Taking me away for a while from my depression
Tears running down my face
Tears of nothing for nothing
My mind going round like a carousel
A carousel I cannot escape from
My mind entangled with words
I cannot stop it, cannot jump from it
This state of mind, oppressing
I cannot breathe at times
Thought are too confusing
I will just have to wait
To wait until it will let me go
I am not in control
It is a matter of time
Time when it will set me free
A time when I maybe will see light again
(Catherine Williams – 3rd February 2021)
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