
Views in verse on depression.
Ian Thorpe's family and friends have today advised that he has been fighting a long battle with depression and related alcohol issues. It appears that he has been admitted to a specialist clinic for treatment. Well done to all involved for calling it out.
One can only hope that this great Australian Olympic champion can attack this threat to his well-being with the same energy and zeal that has typified his life to-date as we know it.
Hang in there champ ...everyone is with you! Lift your head, just for a moment, to see.
Dark Reptiles
Stirring stone refuge once more
intruding again on broken sleep
Red eyes stare down the door
Movement doesn't come easy
Reticent to leave the source
Where can one go to find refuge?
Fate steer me that safer course
Inviting faces challenge the mask
The now freeing frame distracts
As routine brings timely release
In hiding the guarded facts
How can I improve my position here?
Can warmth not ease the doubt?
As the stalking dog ...he pads nearby
He's always, always, about.
Over the shoulder a shadow looms
night can't be far away...
Bent in regression a constant curse;
Call dark to shroud the day!
So bring me sleep to salve my life
In an all too brief reprieve
The gloom closes in yet sleep does not come
the subconscious defying the need
Where do you go; where do you go?
To escape this moribund place
Waiting for heat
from much needed sun
with a gripped gnarling face
epilogue:
The ones that I love
Waiting for heat
from much needed sun
with a gripped gnarling face
epilogue:
The ones that I love
They take good care
They know the struggle in me
The ones that I love
They know me well but
Their love can't set me free
Forwarded from my I pad - Grahame J Flynn
Forwarded from my I pad - Grahame J Flynn
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