Saturday, 18 January 2014

Glen Merrilees his poems to raise awareness MH from personal experience


I met and heard Glen merrilees   speaking at the ALLAINCE conference last year sharing his wonderful poems about his life and to raise awareness on mental health issues 

He sent me a few today you can follow Glen @glenmerrilees 

Mental health - Awareness


FAIRGROUND FROM HELL

I’M VISITING THE FAIRGROUND
FOLK SAY I LOOK WELL
BUT I’M VISITING THE FAIRGROUND
THE ONE THEY BUILT IN HELL.

YET AGAIN I’M STRUGGLING
FOR I AM NO DAY TRIPPER
MOOD IS UP THEN DOWN AGAIN.
CHAINED TO THE THE BIG DIPPER.

STOMACH ON THE WALTZER
MY BODIES ON GHOST TRAIN
HORRIFIC THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE
FLASHING THROUGH MY BRAIN.

I’M ON THE HELTER SKELTER
I CLIMB AND REACH THE TOP
GLAD TO PAY FOR FUN RIDE
THEN SUDDENLY I DROP.

BROWN NUTS FROM THE TROPICS
I SIT AND WONDER WHY
I’M A SELF DEFEATING TARGET
A COCONUT THAT’S SHY.

SMALL FORTUNE FOR MY TICKET
TRY AND HOOK A DUCK
BUT LIKE THIS SOULS THAT EMPTY
I AM OUT OF LUCK.

WATER FLUMES WERE HOPELESS
LIKE TIG I’M ALWAYS HET
THOUGH THE SUN IS SHINING
I ALWAYS END UP WET.

PAID FOR THE CLAIRVOYANT
MY FUTURE COULD I SEE ?
BUT OMENS WERE HORRENDOUS
TURNED WHITE ON SEEING ME.

I TOOK SEAT UPON A DODGEM
I WOULD DUCK AND DIVE
USELESSNESS AND SELF REBUKE
WHY AM I ALIVE.
I WAS SAT UPON A PONY
ON THAT MAGIC CAROUSEL
MADE THE FACE THAT’S SMILEY
SO NOT A SOUL COULD TELL.

I VISITED THE FAIRGROUND
YET NOT A SOUL COULD TELL
I VISITED A FAIRGROUND
THE ONE THEY BUILT IN HELL.



DEPRESSION

CAN YOU SEE ME THROUGH THE DARKNESS
CAN YOU SEE ME THROUGH THE GLOOM
DEPRESSIONS MADE A HOME FOR ME
A CELL, A TINY ROOM.

REACHING OUT FOR ANSWERS
I TRY TO QUELL THE PAIN
SOMEONE STOLE THE SUNSHINE
I’M IN THE DARK AGAIN.

THERE’S LOVED ONES ALL AROUND ME
ARMS STRETCHED OUT IN AID
DEPRESSIONS GRIP IS STRONGER THOUGH
IT’S ME WHOSE BEING PLAYED.

THOUGHTS THEY COME TO HAUNT ME
KEEP FLASHING THROUGH MY HEAD
YOU WORTHLESS, USELESS, WASTE OF SPACE
YOU ARE BETTER DEAD.

I’M JUST A SINKING BATTLESHIP
ON A STORMY SEA OF PAIN
A JELLYFISH UPON A BEACH
BENEATH THE ACID RAIN.

THIS SICKNESS KEEPS RETURNING
ON AND OFF FOR YEARS
I’VE FOUGHT SO MANY BATTLES
I’VE SHED SO MANY TEARS.

YET I SHALL KEEP ON FIGHTING
AS I HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE
IGNORING ALL THE MADNESS
AND THAT SUICIDAL VOICE.

SO LISTEN HERE DEPRESSION
PUT THIS UPON YOUR WALL
I’LL CRUSH YOU UNDERNEATH MY HEEL
AND I SHALL STAND UP TALL.


BARRIERS

THERE’S PEOPLE THROWING INSULTS
THERE’S PEOPLE THROWING STONES
YOU CANNOT SEE THIS ILLNESS
NO SIGN OF BROKEN BONES.

SO MANY NASTY COMMENTS
REMARKS ARE SO UNKIND
YOU CANNOT SEE THIS DARKNESS
THIS POISON IN THE MIND.

HEY LOOK, THAT GUY IS MENTAL
A LOONEY, WHAT A WASTE
YOUR BITTER, TWISTED COMMENTS
LEAVE AN ACRID TASTE.

JUST REMEMBER I’M A VICTIM
TO THIS PAIN YOU CANNOT SEE
DEPRESSIONS MADE A HOME IN HELL
ESPECIALLY FOR ME.

DO NOT JUDGE THIS COVER
YOU SIMPLY HAVE TO LOOK
I’M DROWNING IN A SEA OF PAIN
PAGES MISSING FROM THIS BOOK.

WOULD YOU BERATE THE LOWLY CRIPPLE
AND CALL POOR SOUL A NAME
MY ILLNESS NEEDS NO CRUTCHES
HANG YOUR HEAD IN SHAME.

I DO NOT PLEAD FOR SYMPATHY
UNDERSTANDING IS THE KEY
AS WITHOUT THIS MURDEROUS ILLNESS
YOU’RE JUST THE SAME AS ME.

JUST SHOW SOME UNDERSTANDING
AND MAYBE LEND YOUR EARS
THEN MAYBE YOU COULD SAVE A LIFE
OR STEM THE FLOW OF TEARS.

BREAKING DOWN THE BARRIERS
I TRY TO CHANGE YOUR VIEW
ONE IN FOUR’S A VICTIM
AND THE NEXT ONE COULD BE YOU.



Love stories 


HAVE YOU ?

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE BEAUTY
IN A PARTNERS CHILDBIRTH PAIN
OR FELT HER ADORATION
WHILE DANCING IN THE RAIN

HAVE YOU EVER WATCHED HER SLEEPING
AS YOU GENTLY STROKED HER SKIN
ADORATION IN YOUR FINGERTIPS
A LOVE FROM DEEP WITHIN

HAVE YOU EVER SUFFERED HEARTACHE
BEING PARTED FOR A DAY
COUNTING DOWN THE SECONDS
YOU’D TRADE YOUR SOUL AWAY

HAVE YOU EVER SEPERATED
AND SUFFERED MONSTROUS PAIN
EVERY FIBRE IN YOUR BODY
YEARNS TO HOLD HER ONCE AGAIN

HAVE YOU EVER WATCHED A THUNDERSTORM
IN A LOVERS WARM EMBRACE
OR CAUGHT A TEAR OF HAPPINESS
RUNNING DOWN HER FACE

HAVE YOU EVER SHARED A SUNSET
THEN WATCHED THE STARS ABOVE
THE BUBBLE THAT YOUR LIVING IN
A BUBBLE FILLED WITH LOVE

HAVE YOU EVER HEARD CONTENTMENT
IN A LOVERS SUBTLE SIGHS
TWO AS ONE UNITED
AS YOU LAY BETWEEN HER THIGHS

ALL THESE THINGS WELL I HAVE DONE
AND OH SO MANY MORE

A LUCKY, LUCKY, LUCKY, MAN
WITH THE WOMAN I ADORE.
COPYRIGHT © GLENN MERRILEES

The Westquarter Rose

A started go’an tae disco’s
Where I met ma prom night  queen
A walked in’tae that jam packed bar
She wi’s the only one I seen

So noo I’ve met ma Aileen
Ma sunshine in the sky
That deep depression lifted
Now tears of joy I’d cry

It didn’t take that long tae see
Tae see she wi’s the one
Three years of love she gave me
Then she gifted me a son

Her love it gently snared me
And slowly pulled me in
For me not not to return it
Would be a moral sin

How much I now adore her
There ain’t nobody knows
She’s gorgeous she’s my princess
She’s my own Westquarter rose

COPYRIGHT © GLENN MERRILEES


she’s my lifebuoy when I’m drowning
She’s my anchor when I’m high
She’s always stood beside me
I’ve goat tae question why

Please tell me what you see in me
Are you low in self esteem
You’ve went and picked a nightmare
But you could have had your dream

There’s better men are out there
Bigger apples oan the tree
But I must have a guardian angel
For I’m blessed that you opted fur me

So what is it that you see in me
When I’m sick, I’m sad, I’m down
You lift, understand, and heal me
You’re my laughter you’re my clown

The things that we’ve been through
All the problems that arose
You’ve always stood beside me
My own Westquarter Rose

The years they passed like weekends
An a wi’s happy fur a while
Though I’d struggle through the winters
When I’d wear a plastic smile

By Glenn Merrilees

COPYRIGHT © GLENN MERRILEES

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