Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

June: Me

So I skipped a couple of months on the audio blogs because I was putting so much work into the idea of launching the new podcast (which should be Monday). This was the beginning of another pre-show but I had no co-host so I began to ramble about my life, medication, depression, etc.

Disemodied

A short poem about depersonalization. It also speaks to self-hate as well as attempting to over come that by re-uniting with the self.

Taking Down (From The Inside)

Fade the shades and lay with me
The light can’t see
Where we are now.
I clutch you, my photograph, tightly

Drowning in Dusk

Drowning in Dusk

Where has the feeling gone?
Oh, sun – Why do you hide from me?
The purest of flowers never grow
When the clouds cant provide
Don’t take my love from my life

April’s Audioblog [Free]

I don’t usually do this…But this is the first half of my pre-show from Runescape Weekly. It turned out to be very intimate because it was a monolog due to my cohost being late. I ended up covering how I feel about my shortcomings due to my mental health and the channel trending downwards. Some personal insight into how medications effect work life and everyday life and more. I also offer a glimpse of hope into how I could change the show…

The “Hellening”

My Aunt Helen is here from Seattle and with her comes a whirlwind of extremely potent energy. For the good and the bad. Find out how I narrowly avoid a major family fight and end up making some of the most enjoyable memories on Drumlin Farm with Gram and Aunt Helen. [10 UHD Pictures]

Challenge Me Softly

Mix another drink
Clear my mind – I need to think
Stop the shakes so I can hold this pen to ink
My paper legibly
Said I’d be
Sober last Tuesday

Solone

Ive never felt like I’m
So alone
Was I meant to be
Solo
I cant control

Future Forward

All the memory
I ever had to waste
I made an enemy
Out of nothing more than haste
Pushing and pushing
Pushing future forward

Physcosomatic Erratic.

Waste away – the rot and decay
Takes you out to play
Make me one with
Make me done with
The evil plague you put inside.

DreamStress

What have we made here
In the sky’s falling distress
Oh what a mess – Oh what a mess
To my knees, I confess

A Day At the Symphony

Not because they actually were sad, or bad, or even had by we happenstance came across misfortune: She simply sours sentiment.