THE COLOUR OF MADNESS
A Blog About Living with Mental Illness
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Magic Wand
The beggars they’ve got the best of you,they all want to see you fail,year after year you tread this path,sing your sordid tale. Oh wave your magic wand,my learned vagabond,wish yourself some whisky,chase yourself some tail. But where at the bottom of the bottle,is… Continue Reading “Magic Wand”
The Moods of the Sea
There’s something magical about the moods of the sea. Calm waves gently lapping on the shore, bringing forth tiny secrets from the vast depths that lay behind them. Little shells line the beach marking the edge of yesterday’s tide, once homes to the critters… Continue Reading “The Moods of the Sea”
All The Kings Horses
“All the kings horses and all the kings men, couldn’t put humpty together again” It’s May 12th again. Now 6 years since the start of the suicide attempt saga that should’ve ended our life, yet here we are. The story of this suicide attempt… Continue Reading “All The Kings Horses”
Many Hats
Tell no one of your storyTell no one of your woesTell no one of your secretsTell no one where you go.I have 100 hats for the 100 people in my head,the ones I don’t remember and the ones I still regret.Together we told our… Continue Reading “Many Hats”
Silent Night
As you set fire to the last bridge between us, with words that burned our wooden soul.The Ashes of your heart charred black,I could not stop you, save us, grow old. How many times can a Phoenix rise?How many times can we hide away… Continue Reading “Silent Night”
Seeds of Hope
Hope can be a dangerous thing, too little and we exist as a husk blowing through the winds of life. Too much and we risk the crushing disappointment of loss, failure or rejection. After a lifetime of protectively exiling hope from my thoughts, I… Continue Reading “Seeds of Hope”
Full House
On January 1st after we had pried the last of the drunk teenagers from the house and the hangover from our ‘thank god 2020 is over’ party wore off, Mr18 packed up his room and went to live with his girlfriend in the city.… Continue Reading “Full House”
A Dissociative Experience
I’ve been trawling through some of our old writings recently and found the below. I think it is a reasonable example of a dissociative experience and ‘co-consciousness’ written by one of the others a year or so ago and I thought it might be… Continue Reading “A Dissociative Experience”
Drifter
Romantasize your life oh vagrant son,for the glass is half full tonight.Wherever the breeze may take you, you pull out your guitar and write. Make your bed under a canopy of stars,as the wind quietly whispers your name.Give up society for freedom,and companionship for… Continue Reading “Drifter”
Stagnant
It’s chemo week so I’m sharing some old journals from the others again, this wasn’t dated but I’m guessing it’s around 2 or 3 years old (?) – Kate My body is tired but my mind is agitated and restless, a metallic taste invades… Continue Reading “Stagnant”
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