My gaze focused on nightmarish frameThey’ve stolen my visionand your eyes…
Some days the head that restson an abundance of shoulders,Pulverising unprepared…
You handed me a needleSaid, It’s time to put you back togetherWith every stitch…
Throat seizing Under your handsBegging Please don’t do this Is it this time? When the dark engulfsI won’t see the light of day againSilver…
A throne built on your delusionsYou are a God among peasantsOur lowly lives you crush because you canI can only imagine the thrill of…
Words scrawled hastily across a crumpled pageI didn’t think too much of it thenYour mind was always stringing sonnets togetherInk…
With your shock of red hairYour piercing eyes bore deep into the saddest of soulsDid anyone ever ask…
This is a poem I wrote a few years ago when sectioned on a Psychiatric unit. I am living with the impact of complex trauma which sometimes…
