Have not had many feelings,
For so long they disappeared,
And if I felt a feeling,
It was strange, bizarre, so weird.
The tablets took it all away,
Made me feel quite blank,
But they meant that I could function,
And not feel quite so rank.
Made those dark days disappear,
Trudging through treacle no more,
Made me want to live again,
Not run screaming through my front door.
Am now I’m learning to feel again,
Happiness, sadness, each one,
And learning how to live a life,
I thought forever gone.
Those tablets saved me once before,
Got me back on track,
For now they’re gone, out of my life,
But I know they might be back.
Today I’m feeling happy,
And positive at last,
I’ll hide those dark dark feelings,
And consign them to my past.
I know I am recovering,
It’s refreshing how clearly I see things,
And I know I am so lucky,
To be enjoying these positive feelings.
I have now turned this poem into a storybook. You can read it here. And now, you can also buy the finished book on Lulu.com.
Mummy used to laugh,
Mummy used to smile,
But I haven’t heard her giggle,
Or seen her happy for a while.
She sleeps when it’s daytime,
And is awake all through the night,
I don’t know why, I don’t know how,
But something isn’t right.
She doesn’t shower ever,
She doesn’t even get dressed,
Her hair looks like it needs a brush,
It’s an awful, dreadful mess.
Her eyes are full of sadness,
When she speaks she sounds so flat,
I heard her saying she’s ugly,
And stupid, and useless, and fat.
I want to make her better,
To put a smile back on her face,
I want for her to be happy again,
And for our home to be a wonderful place.
But for now I’ll give her cuddles,
And rest my head upon her tum,
And if ever meet the beast,
I’ll whack the monster that ate my mum.