u/juansuleiman

Leave a song. Either something you love or whatever you're listening to at the moment. I'll start in the comments.

EDIT: I just woke up, way too many people to thank. So... thank you, all.

there is a wound

a crack in a stone facade

the hurt plays round in circles

the peace I never had

maybe to be a man

is nothing more than this

rip the bandages

bleed this rotting cyst

I’m sick of burning skies

and too old for the fight

I surrender to the pain

reaching for the light

there is a moon

and stars up in the sky

watching me write these words

something in me dies

the bitter gift, these words

written at the first

of all my endings coming round

we were born into this curse

to do the work

when push comes down to shove

to do the bitter work

us survivors of love

such things as these I’ve found

so many have been used

the clock keeps spinning ‘round

so many been abused

this story is for them

man is an imprint

of the times, they do condemn

hearts made to be split

not sure where I’m going

just that I can’t let go

the damaged and the done

the lowest of the low

but the pen keeps on writing

so I guess that’s meant to be

another sunset drama king

marching to the sea

this poem’s run on so long

the hour’s growing late

I wish that I was wrong

I guess it’s just my fate

there is a wound

a spear ripped through my side

some men wear a cross of iron

some men turn and hide

there is a wound

the world is bleeding out

this poem now concludes

with a whisper

not

a

shout

I wish I wasn’t growing so old

I wish I wasn’t growing so weak

and I wish I was less of a control freak

I wish I was kinder

I wish I was funny

but most of the time

that’s just not me

I wish I didn’t complain so much

but it’s my time to do so

everyone needs it eventually

maybe so we can really be

and by “be” I mean be adjusted right

fixed up inside

and free from the places where we hide

not sure what this poems about

I just know it’s gonna take a long time

history books stacked up on my head

a curious ladder to climb

I wish the world was fair

I wish God wasn’t insane

but I have a wish to share

it’s that I find my name

who I really am

beneath the dirt and shit

to walk towards tomorrow

never away from it

97 degrees farenheit

only 40 percent humidity i guess

bored out of skull

please advise.

I used to write for a mental health newsletter. Or I do, we're just taking a break. Kathy was my boss, and we were good friends. You know, professionally. Our local community mental health center is the clubhouse model, with the common hang-out spot, and Kathy ran that too. There was like 5 or 6 of us hanging out every day. But Kathy was the "glue" person, she kept a bunch of us who didn't necessarily have tons in common together. I've had kind of a rough year, so this and being somewhat obsessed with my job were what I needed. But Kathy had family matters going on. Serious ones, and she had to quit. Like that, the little family is gone. Some still hang out, but it isn't the same; she was the "glue" person. Been out of work for two weeks... and this sucks. What do you guys do? Video games don't work anymore, I'm not inspired to do music so much (and I think I strained my vocal chords), and I've written about everything I can think about to write about. I am trying to journal, and doing therapy, but that's only twice a month. Kinda just rambling at this point. Anyways.

broken mirrors

changing lines

a shifting labyrinth

of the mind

gentle Theseus

hanging by a thread

watching seasons turn

like so many pages read

galleries and gardens

a thousand open doors

drunk on pride again

sleeping on the floor

deformed and misbegotten

twisting on the rack

a hero came to slay me

and I never fought back

my psych doc tells me i shouldn't drink so much coffee... but i do. considering brewing a pot at 10:44 in the evening, can't sleep anyways.

How do you guys stay caffeinated? Or do you... not?

My name is John. I'm a 39 year old poet and musician with schizoaffective disorder. I'm new here, but was on r/schizophrenia for many years, so if you remember me, feel free to say hello.

It's nice to be here.