Rambling Crazy Old Woman

December 15, 2017 / Arlene Passer  / 
park bench

The Rambling Crazy Old Woman was created because my perception is that some of the “normal” people think that we are crazy.  After an intense therapy session in which discussing old age was the subject, I was driving home and the poem began to take shape.  In probably an hour’s worth of time, the poem was done.  I thought a lot about the poem and realized that it wasn’t the whole story.  Thus I wrote “I Don’t Mind”.  As I grow older, I have made a choice to become more of the woman that is reflected in the poem “I Don’t Mind”.

Rambling Crazy Old Woman

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The Surviving Woman

December 12, 2017 / Arlene Passer  / 
woman, park bench

There are times in my life when my creativity focused on journaling about my childhood torture and abuse.  Somehow I have survived that time and also as an adult.  This poem describes, without going into graphics, the childhood, the tortured mind of an adult and the healing that is always ongoing.  I hope that these glimpses into my life give others encouragement to continue on even when they believe they can’t.

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I Can’t Get Out Of Bed

October 17, 2017 / Alex Hanna  / 
bed, alarm clock

We all know the feeling…that feeling when you just can’t muster up the strength to get out of bed. Maybe it’s the work-week and your alarm just won’t shut up. Maybe it’s the weekend and you can’t find a good reason to plant your feet on the floor and make something out of the day. Whatever the situation, we can all relate. And for someone with depression, this can be especially difficult. 

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How Poetry Helps Me Cope With Mental Illness

July 13, 2017 / Alex Hanna  / 
writing, poetry

Creative outlets can be extremely powerful to help cope with hardships. In 2015, I turned to writing, specifically poetry to help me through some of my more difficult times. Along that journey, I started writing not just when I was distressed, but all the time. Whether happy or sad, there was something extremely cathartic about putting my feelings on paper. And I’m not alone, it turns out.

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Here I Am

May 19, 2017 / Alex Hanna  / 
here i am, boxing, business
I return at last;
Been a long time coming.
I knew I would.
I knew I would.

It was a matter of when,
not a matter of if.
And here I am.
Here I am.

You thought you could keep me
out of this place.
Well, you were wrong.
You were wrong.

You doubted my resolve:
Said I couldn’t do it.
Well fuck you,
you ignorant fool.
Because here I am
Here I am.
~A. Hanna

My Depression Epitaph

May 9, 2017 / Joanna Fanuko  / 
yellow flower, depression

What my depression looks like: It is the Jabberwocky.

It rears its ugly head when you least expect. It fights to tear your soul apart and spit it into the flame. Your passion is dulled like an unsharpened knife, but it cuts you piece by piece. You hold your head high but your shoulders slouch. You only have energy to stay on the couch. Tears bottled up inside, but you don’t have the strength to cry your heart out or even stay awake. Hurt so bad, it aches; life so fragile, it breaks. All your past mistakes conglomerate into one big hate: of yourself. Please don’t let this be my fate. I only want to be great again. A dragon lies at the foot of my bed, laying wait until I feel good again, only to find that day won’t come: is this the end?

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