THE COLOUR OF MADNESS
A Blog About Living with Mental Illness
Tag: Writing
Tomorrow’s Song
It’s been a while since I learned something new.It’s been a while since I took a chance on you.Let me breathe, take a minute or two.Because It’s been awhile since I knew what to do.The older I get the less I fit in,Perpetually stuck… Continue Reading “Tomorrow’s Song”
I Am Me
“Authenticity. The quality I was so desperately seeking in others, was indeed the quality I was lacking and so desperately searching for within myself. The writers and poets were in fact mirrors to my own deepest self-needs and self-desires.”
60 Second Story – Summer Rain
“Let’s go for a walk!”“What, now? It’s raining!”“And?”“And I don’t have an umbrella.”“So what? That’s the amazing thing about being a human, we’re waterproof!”Her eyes danced as she grabbed my hand and spun me playfully around in a twirl towards the door.“Come on”“The neighbours… Continue Reading “60 Second Story – Summer Rain”
Carry On
The mood can seem to shift so fast, We’ve been fighting a harsh and unwinnable past. Now time is running out and grief clouds our overcast mind.But the storm in our head’s nearly over,I’m ready to let go of my rein.Carry on fighting my… Continue Reading “Carry On”
A Fox in the Hen House
I used to keep and breed both chickens and Muscovy ducks. For a time they were my pride and joy. A mismatched flock of Isa browns, Rhode Island Red’s and crested silkies with their fluffy feet and pom pom hats would scavenge and peck… Continue Reading “A Fox in the Hen House”
Dark Winter
We had discussed music in our therapy appointment. Music holds a lot of power over us, it can calm us down from a manic rampage or send us spiralling into madness depending on the day. We love every shade of it and treasure it’s… Continue Reading “Dark Winter”
Death’s Playbook
It’s hard to fight against such a friendly foe, to ignore its whispering promises of a rest long awaited, a peace long forgotten when one is so desperately sought. The distorted images of a thousand yesterday’s and infinite tomorrow’s play over and over in… Continue Reading “Death’s Playbook”
The Path to Nowhere
His journey is a lonely one, He travels through the night, On a long path to nowhere, Just looking for his light. Living his life out in the open, But still hidden from everyone, On this long path to nowhere, What has driven him… Continue Reading “The Path to Nowhere”
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”
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”
THE COLOUR OF MADNESS 