Long time no see, I know, but that’s because I’ve been working on something new!
Off Your Chest is a blog that aims to build a community through interesting discussions, reflections, and advice on mental health/managing mental illness. You can read more about it here.
We want you guys to contribute anything and everything that might be useful to others/interesting to the community, so please don’t be shy about that – more info is on the site and anonymous posts are absolutely fine!
I’m really happy with how it’s going so far, and would love for you guys to be involved. Follow the new page to stay updated, and share it with anyone that it could help!
Love to you all!
Catch me on a good day
And I’ll smile ivory
With polished bone,
Shake your hand or
Embrace until I find
Safety in a collarbone,
Reality in tired eyes;
I’d be happy, that’s for sure.
Otherwise, I won’t catch you,
I’ll be busy shouting static
Or imagining this tragic
Day would morph into some good;
I’ll worry over flea sized, pea shaped
Small fries, anxious that my disguise
Of normality will slip, that I’ll have
To look a little mad, mental, or sick;
In that moment where I’m most alone,
I’ll drown myself in treacle tone,
Crave the crater of your collarbone and
The challis of your hips.
The bed grows cold, a slab
Of stone so crudely cut,
Torn out from the gritstone
Rough, pulled apart from whole.
I withdraw, collapse, tuck
Shivering knee to chin,
Curl foetal, harness limb to limb,
They fracture, split my hold.
My arm stretches
through thick night, clasps
nothing but the albite light
Thrown down from foreign skies.
I weep for familiarity, fight
the rip of mourning tides, seek
to rise upon my feet,
And tread this great divide.
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