It’s secretly there all the timeAnd quite often it can’t hide.Springing up when least expectedLeaving us feeling ‘infected’. The silent terror we can’t controlComes under mental illness.. (eyes roll)We aren’t refusing to let go,It’s the […]
I feel like this is still very much a taboo subject. Something no one dare talk about, yet it’s a real everyday problem that’s not just confined to the battlefield.
Its been a while since I wrote a poem. I tend to find that it’s easier to portray tough messages in poetry. As I always say, less is more.