A ReviewSpot member has written this moving poem for dealing with mental health and wishes to remain anonymous.
How can I help you,
Be there for you,
Relieve you of that pain?
No one understands your torment
Who has not been there too.
You are so brave
But no one sees it,
No one understands the ups and downs,
Will look away, change the subject,
Rather than talk to you, face to face.
I liken it to death and grieving,
For there is nothing else quite like it,
That ‘Black Dog’, that ‘Black Hole’.
‘Lighten up’. ‘Look on the bright side’,
People will say,
‘Things can't be that bad’.
Well, they are that bad.
But, you and me both,
We don't give in,
We strive to climb out of this ‘Slough of Despond’,
Knowing that, come what may,
However much we try to change,
That devil will always be lurking,
Waiting to pounce when our guard is down.
I shall never give up my struggle,
And nor must you.
It is often lonely, never being quite like other people,
Keeping that hidden.
You don't want sympathy, just intrinsic understanding
From those who know you.
You don't want judgement or to feel
‘She's not quite right in the head’.
How can that change, if you won't talk to us?
It really is ‘Time to Change’,
That last bastion of stigma,
Because that's what it is.
So, can you pledge to play your part,
To make this happen,
