Tuesday, June 22, 2021

Third Eye by Katarina Bucic

A secret city exists in your mind, where left brain and right brain bind. In the center of your eyes, but hidden behind, where your consciousness is aligned. The source of awareness for mankind

The Day I Became Schizophrenic

Schizophrenia, to me, is nothing more than a word. All it really means is that you experience psychosis on a regular enough basis that it’s a factor in your life. And that you actually do, as the word “schizophrenia” indicates, have a mind that you share with some sort of outside presence.

Look Deeper by Craig Wagner

At times my vision is shallow and short-sighted as I see my loved-one cope with the challenges we label mental illness. At times through shallow eyes I see a future stunted, my loved-one's possibilities not fully realized.  ...But then I look deeper. ...There I see unnecessary expectations created by me, held by me, and fully releasable by ...........me.    

Propylene Glycol by JayJay Conrad

. . .And again: how it feels to be afterthought, embodied scribble in the Margin, and again the void of logistics. It just is.

Credo by Sarah Walker

A statement about grief, art, existence and “madness”

I Mistook Myself for a Scientific Label by Dr. Peter Gordon

This is neither fact, nor expert advice: I am an artist, a poet, and all that may be in-between. This is neither fact, nor expert advice: Specialisms are making nonsense of sense.

Psychotic Akathisia by Marci Webber

This thing that stirs can’t be overcome. It starts like a steady, aching hum

Transform by Ashleigh

Fear is running our lives. Fear of being different. Fear of being inadequate. Fear of being not good enough.

Antichrist Priest by David Penner

“You are sick. You are unwell,” said the man in the white coat. “No rational person believes 9/11 was an inside job. Alas, You are a very sick man, and we are going to make you well. We can cure you. We used to burn witches, yet we’ve grown more Sophisticated in our methods. Now we leave the body intact - but not The mind. Look at what we did to Julian. No one can escape us.”

She Flies With a Broken Wing by Robin Edwards

She flies with a broken wing looking for a branch to rest on Somewhere safe to lay her head waiting for the warmth of dawn, She knows the branch that welcomes her even in the dark She’s nestled there many times to rest her weary heart,

Depression by Ken Segal

I must make a true confession, I sometimes suffer deep depression. It comes upon me without warning, A darker night, a darker morning. The world seems useless, meaningless, I...

The Hopkins Doctor Diagnoses Me by Ann Bracken

The Hopkins psychiatrist glances up at me, then looks at my chart. “I remember the first time—and the second—when the depression lifted I felt like a party girl.” How long did that last? “A couple of days…three, maybe.” That’s a couple of days too long. You have all the signs of bipolar II.

Psychiatry by Jenny

Sighted through your pinhole spectacles: the mystery of consciousness; the timid eccentricity of suffering.

Paradoxical Reaction by J Ian

Open up your jaw, In such and such. A serpentine fashion. Blue pill awaits. Your trembling mouth.

Doctor Do-Little by Eva Buchholz

Why little? Belittle? Do little? Do little harm! I'm wishing for a doctor who does little Little enough Enough little little

The labels… by Clare-Star Knighton

I’m peeling off the labels, The adjustment disorders, the bipolar disorder, I’m peeling off the labels, the borderline - the avoidant - the emotionally unstable personality disorders. I’m peeling off the labels, to find ME, MEEEE that’s hidden.under.all.these.labels!

Secure Attachment Is a Privilege by Rebecca Donaldson

Having an internal working model of secure attachment from childhood is a privilege. Yes, it’s a privilege.  It’s a privilege to not carry this hole. It’s a privilege to feel you truly know who you are.

I Will Fight for You by Atara Schimmel

she is the one that i want the one that i love she fights for justice like a wild cat fighting for her cub fangs and claws because freedom is everything

An American SHAMe by Marci Webber

There was never “an American dream” Only a nightmare, so it seems. Such an innocent girl full of belief In a country from which she now seeks relief.

Fired for the Truth by Dr. Karan R Gregg Aggarwala

Just yesterday evening they let us know you were gone Joanne the plans they made for you Did not go through The job description just did not...

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