Jan 2016
Stretched, torn, hauled
Churned inside out,
Bound in knots
With no way out
"Push on, move on
Get on with it!
Pick yourself up,
Just deal with it"
I wake, surface
Slump out of bed
Dazed in shower,
Wish I was dead
"Shut up, think straight
Sort out your head!
You're crazy, nutcase;
Hear what I said?!"
Yes Sir, though Sir
My bags are full,
I Truly believe
It's best for all
I can't go on,
Bereft, forlorn
Can't heave myself
My bones are worn
"Why act so bruised?!"
How can't you know,
Life struck me with
The penultimate blow
If it were simple,
I'd escape this place
But my son, you see
Is my saving grace.
© Karen L Hamilton, January 2016
Churned inside out,
Bound in knots
With no way out
"Push on, move on
Get on with it!
Pick yourself up,
Just deal with it"
I wake, surface
Slump out of bed
Dazed in shower,
Wish I was dead
"Shut up, think straight
Sort out your head!
You're crazy, nutcase;
Hear what I said?!"
Yes Sir, though Sir
My bags are full,
I Truly believe
It's best for all
I can't go on,
Bereft, forlorn
Can't heave myself
My bones are worn
"Why act so bruised?!"
How can't you know,
Life struck me with
The penultimate blow
If it were simple,
I'd escape this place
But my son, you see
Is my saving grace.
© Karen L Hamilton, January 2016
After being spat out the back end of 2015 I'm carefully piecing back the pieces of my life.
In May, I became a single mother to my then 6 month old son, 2 months later i was given notice by my landlord and following that my whole world came tumbling down.
The past 7 months have been testing to say the least, I was pushed beneath my depths and despite trying to soldier through, I was swallowed whole by the realms of depression. I truly believed the best option for everybody was for me to no longer be here.
I'm pleased to say after therapy, medication, and a lot of support from my mother I am on the way out. I'm not fixed, nor is my life but I now understand I won't always be broken.
My son was honestly the only thing that kept me going. And i will do everything in my power to do and give my very best for him always. Moving home in 5 days. New year, new beginnings.
In May, I became a single mother to my then 6 month old son, 2 months later i was given notice by my landlord and following that my whole world came tumbling down.
The past 7 months have been testing to say the least, I was pushed beneath my depths and despite trying to soldier through, I was swallowed whole by the realms of depression. I truly believed the best option for everybody was for me to no longer be here.
I'm pleased to say after therapy, medication, and a lot of support from my mother I am on the way out. I'm not fixed, nor is my life but I now understand I won't always be broken.
My son was honestly the only thing that kept me going. And i will do everything in my power to do and give my very best for him always. Moving home in 5 days. New year, new beginnings.
