As I sank into the depths of alcoholism
depression and despair
not a soul around me seemed to care
except the man who stood next to me on the tube
whose angry eyes seemed to say ‘how dare
you stand so close to me?’
Perhaps I didn’t smell too good:
Sorry mate, did I spoil your commute?
I wrote this poem to raise awareness of the struggles faced by people suffering from depression and suicidal ideation. It has been chosen for inclusion in Through the Looking Glass, a new anthology from Indie Blu(e) publishing. I join many other fine poets including RedCat and Susi Bocks of I Write Her. I have my copy and am looking forward to reading what is sure to be an interesting and enlightening volume.
My thanks to the editors for putting together this important anthology with the purpose of ‘Reflecting on Madness and Chaos Within,’ and for including my work within it. The more we talk about mental illness, the more chance we have of breaking the stigma and helping those in need of care and understanding. Let’s keep this conversation going…