My life has been an unenjoyable rollercoaster of ups and downs from the beginning of my time.
In order to get your attention,
I usually write in rhyme,
Instead of flicking past me,
The rhythm and melody of my words carefully sown together,
It seems to attract you,
Gives me time,
Time to speak freely,
About the highs and lows of human mentality.
This is my reality,
Or set up scene’s,
But the brutal truth of living with bad mental health as a human being.
I cannot raise awareness or demand change,
If you are not fully aware of the vast and delicate intimacy of mental health.
If you separate yourself,
Believing the subject doesn’t matter if it is happening to someone else,
And not you yourself,
You can live in denial,
You can ignore the facts,
Leave my words to rot on your dusty shelf,
But these issues won’t solve themselves!
We all have mental health,
Bad mental health is a disability,
However it bestows upon thee,
Often a result of inequality,
A result of nurture,
Simply the way God made ya,
You have to remember that in our entire lifetime,
It can happen to one in four,
Which means we cannot ignore it anymore!
Why is there so much stigma?
So much hate?
Open your eye’s and ears with me,
No one wants pain,
Don’t be ignorant and brush it off because it is happening to another,
We could be talking about your sister or brother.
Don’t be selfish,
No one is immune,
If it is not you now,
It could be you soon!
I don’t mean to patronise,
Or antagonise any of you,
Mental health is not the common cold,
It is not something you can catch,
But as a matter of fact,
It can be genetic,
And being conscious of this isn’t pathetic.
Living with mental health problems,
It is really hard,
And if you are dealt that card,
Less judgement from others would allow us to still feel valid.
Open your minds and be empathetic,
Learn, know and understand,
Before casting us all off as contraband.
Prejudice and ignorance does not a problem solve,
It divides us,
Our kind has had enough of that,
Let us not go backwards,
May we move forward,
And stop standing still.
Hold my hand and help other’s learn and understand,
That being ill,
It’s not a choice,
It happens against our will.
We are all still Human,
And so please,