‘Shame’ – poem

Check out the video for Shame on I swoon over fictional men's Facebook page.   Yoga, mindful breathing, positive visualisation; tried them all but here I am still popping that daily pill without a moment's hesitation It's crazy how dependent I've become on this pill not even the size of the nail on my thumb How having Monday's pill … Continue reading ‘Shame’ – poem

‘My anxiety’s a hand’ – poem

A therapist once asked me what shape was my anxiety, told me to look deep inside, push aside my guts, lungs and heart to find where it resides. He sat, one leg crossed over the other, and stared at me expectantly. "I guess...I guess it's shaped like a hand," I said as I glimpsed it … Continue reading ‘My anxiety’s a hand’ – poem

Moments – a poem

Those moments in which we'd simply gaze at one another Were moments in which we became something other We became more than partners, more than lovers We became something indescribable with our souls uncovered.