"mnd" poems
With trembling knees, I took my position. The stage was set.
Before me sat a school of eyes: transfixed, gazing with anticipation. Piercing the silence with an unfurling of paper, I stepped forwards, my mouth pressed to the microphone.
A kick of adrenaline, engaging of breath and I began.
“My inspiration.”
Humble Houghton MBE; centre-half, captain, Man City.
A lioness leader, Durham born and raised.
With writing and wit, I’ll heap the praise.
England debut at just 17.
Free-kick expert, living the dream.
Old-school-gritty-no-nonsense defender.
An accurate passer - return to sender.
A right-footed shot to burst the net.
Dedicating her life, she doesn’t forget: school teams, amateur level, Sunderland weekends.
A cup final beckons: the star of the show, the women’s game - she’s watched it grow.
Now girls put on their boots, their shinnies and smile.
Aiming to go that extra mile.
The right to play football, the right to be free,
Raising awareness of MND,
Best of the best, who can it be?
Stephanie Jayne Houghton MBE.
Stepping away from the microphone the applause raining down, I knew I’d made an impression on people. Just like Steph had on me.
Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 3:31 PM UTC
Time is flying doing great
Feels like I should be doin more
Asking what more do I need to do
So I can be there its my life always concern
Striving and surviving hoping to arrive in that place
They call it a dream or insanity but I call it destiny
Wake up get it done something much more
Never too late alway thought id be great
Tell the story clear the mnd
No more anger leading around the blind
I've been clearing out all the bad
Only involved with the good
If your doi.g bad keep me out stay away
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:13 AM UTC
My Addiction iS Silent
Mnd Dragging
Its become swollen, overthinking about the Little ****
The Little voices in my mind arnt making me feel Fine.
Im Trying To Drag Myself towards Sobriety
But my brain and working buddys Are Leading me back to
The stimulant
That makes it feel better
Ineed to settle.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
You took more then you'll ever know
Everyday it crosses my mnd
I hope it will get better with time But I still see it in my mind
If im honest
It means I lied
Being 6 years old
How was I post to know
19 years
Before I relized it wasnt fair
See I was just a kid with messy hair
You told me to pull down my underware
It wasnt just you
And i wish it wasnt true
I was taken advantage of even after you
Sick to my stomach
I couldnt hold it
Crying all night
Putting up a fight
Didnt want to close my eyes
Just incase it was you I saw tonight
This feeling Im feeling isnt right
I hope one day I can sleep threw the night
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC