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Is a weird thing.

You feel yourself going down that well worn road again. This time your ready for it though. So you go to the doctors, he not only increases the dose of your anti-depressant but gives you a second one.

What do you do then?

You start drinking so not only is the drink making you low but you can’t take your medication because you’ve been drinking.

In my case they should stop calling it depression and call it Self Destruction!



This is a poem I wrote about me. Following it is my daughters response to it.

I tried often, when I was younger

Overdoses there were many

Wrists slashed oh yeah

Even drowning attempted

In my eyes

I was worth nout

Of that there was no doubt

The world without me

Would be a better place to be

Late in life I realised, this was not reality

It was what others, had made me feel

I did deserve more, my religious practice showed me

I decided, no one else

My future, my fate, I decide

Using my past, to help others

Made it bearable

Giving me feelings of

Self worth and esteem

My actions decide My future

Not my past

and It’s looking up

With the mystic law

It is getting better

and Will be great

No More Suicide Attempts ever

My daughters response.

Drip, drip, drip

Watch it leave

Drip, drip, drip

A path it will weave

Drip, drip, drip

Spreading down, down more

Drip, drip, drip

Heading down to the floor

Drip, drip, drip

A dark, crimson shower

Drip, drip, drip

It’s journey soon to lose power

Drip, drip, drip

It’s worth nothing you see

Drip, drip, drip

It’s worth nothing to me

Drip, drip, drip

Drip, not another hour!

This life force you see

Spreading out on the floor

This life force you see

Heading out of the door

This life force you see

Is worth something to many

This life force you see

Is worth so much to many

This life force you see

Has cuddles to share

This life force you see

Has a duty to care

This life force you see

Has a great deal of power

This life force you see

Will grow hour by hour

This life force you see

Means everything to me!!!

I’d be very interested in folks views on these!

a prayer for my mind

You are who you are

After years of struggle

You realise that no change

Is needed, faults you have

But good points a plenty

Helping others you do

Before helping you

No is a word

That’s so hard to say

But time for yourself

Is much needed each day

Take time for your pleasures

Because in time

They’ll become your treasures

Lifting you up

When your feeling down