Lighting up illness
The light through the window on their face's
Lighting up illness
In all different places
While the cafeteria
Lady serves breakfast
With labeled names
Ordered the day before
And the man
who can't sit still
Walks laps around the hall
Past the exit door's
So many come in, and some goΒ home
Visitors with name tags
And gift bags to check in
Nothing with handles
Allowed within
Doctor appointments
And nurses by the hour
Pills with an after taste
Some bitter, some sour
Function rooms with TV's
And games, outdoor
Basketball
For hoops, and aims
A pool table, and ping pong
Net, everything on time
So you don't forget
Doors locked and walls built High, someone escaped
- the new guy - was shy
Someone screaming
Why!!
Nurses abused for doing their job, tantrums
And adult- but child-like behavior
Frightened, frustrated
Miss communication
No one listens when you raise your voice
Locked in , like a prisoner
You have no choice
Sedative, relax
A good night sleep
Some with fear's
And tears that seep
ββββββa phone call from family
That brings a smile
When am I going home
- the answer, not for a while
White walls with drawings
And quotes, messages
From god and UFOs ,Β Time ticks on, and time goes by
Been there for weeks
Almost a month
Just a few days shy
Its morning again
The same routine, some awoken peacefully
Some a little mean
Activities to start the day
Join in group therapy
Speak, talk, have your say
Appointments, Β doctors
Medication then lunch
Fight's in the hallway
That guy could pack a punch
Paintings and murals
A talents display
Music to soothe, and drown out the day
The sun goes up, and goes back down
Some are smiling
Or wearing a frown
Some reading books, or sitting in the corner
All frightened and quiet
Others so loud, they could start a riot
When night time falls, and the curtains are closed
Routine rounds
In circles composed
Waking again to another day
This is illness on face's
Shinning the light in places
Unseen
Face's like mine, nardine.
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Comments
Always poetic, always interesting...Nardine.Β
I've been trying to put it into wordsβββββ
Its just so hard to express
Due to privacy concerns, I likely never will be able to, I met so many beautiful people struggling with different issues
They were kind, and friendly
Made the days go faster
I'll remember them all for their kindness
No one placed judgment
We were all there for the same reason to get well and go home.
These words of wisdom I deeply savor
do me the honor and return the favor
<3 love you darklyΒ
My stay in hospital was so much different to this, I was writing for a friend
Who is struggling,
I recall laughter and friendship
The doctors and nurses were kind
And mostly understanding
- that's the thing with mental illness
You can only be strong for an amount of time before things get to much
And there's no shame in asking for help.
..... I honestly dont know what to say, the emotion here is so powerful that I have to fight back tears..... I've never been institutionalized, but some family members have, I remember see the look in their eyes when I had to leave or when they were given their "meds". I swear I could sense their emotional dread..... Hats of to you and your writing skill Nardine. Thank you for articulating depression and illnesses for us.
Much love from another suffered
- Never Unknown
Hello never unknown, the goodbyes were the hardest part, the sad looks and tears on my childrens face's
I missed them so much, I cried at night when I was alone, but put on a brave face around them
I'm so blessed to be home with them
I have a job now, so working helps keep the mind healthy, I only hope this helps someone who feels unable to speak about mental illness
Its not something we chose to happen
- sometimes it just does
And its so important to connect with people, because you are never ever alone
My heart goes out to you, truly is such a hard thing to go through
Best wishes, and love nardine xo