Now I've been walking a trillion miles, been lost so many times.
A thousand voices I'm my mind but we're is mine.
And I just keep on walking in this place i no longer belong.
My heart choking, my body no longer responding just waiting for that voice of mine.
People are walking towards me but they don't see me, my pain and suffering is only within me.
If only someone noticed me I could stop walking these trillion miles...
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Author:
Katemartin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Working in mental health i find it so bizarre of how taboo this subject is..I want to try and raise more awareness into this major growing illness..
- Category: Reflection
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who knows what voices roll and rumble in the windmills of the mind.
disorder is dark and scary when you have no ability to run away from the things chasing you in a troubled mind. your poem is good but very sad indeed. ww
Very scary but very true..I started of basing this on a couple of my clients two young girls. But when I finished it is realised it was my own life..it just made me proud of how far I have come and that's why I came to work in mental health..
WELCOME KATE ~ THANKS FOR HAVING THE COURAGE TO POST A POEM ON A PAINFUL SUBJECT. I work in a College and have some responsibility for students with Learning Difficulties ~ they need 1:1 support and a lot of TLC ~ most of the other students are empathetic towards them. This is a very empathetic and supportive site ~ I hope you will make many MPS FRIENDS ~ Nice poem sad subject ~ Your Friend BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
Hi Thank you for your kind words..I also work in mental health with young adults..There is so little awareness on this illness even today which is so scary and sad as it is the biggest growing illness in the world..
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