I am a proud Welshman from S wales. I have Asperger's Syndrome, Dyspraxia as well as other mental health issues. I recently been in a downhill spiral where I became homeless and suicidal. I have suffered many traumas in my life but with the help of family and organisations like Mind (especially my councillor) and Kaleidoscope as well as my doctor and psychiatrist (kinda) I am starting to come out of it. Even though I have been writing poems for a while now, it is only recently I have had enough confidence to carry on with it and make them public. The homeless man was written whilst I was near the lowest point of my life but most of my poems tend to be similar. These hopefully I will be able to put on here, and mabe even some more cheerful ones.
I reluctantly wake up to another bleary, dreary day
To see the marks from those broken shards of glass
The anxiety, stress and anger, those desperate cries for help
Wrists throbbing, trails of blood, but still on this mortal earth
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The wind whistles past the lone figure as he walks down the street
With nothing to do and with nothing to say
What is his story he has such sadness in his eyes
Shuffling along with a glum face but on such a sunny day
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If you see me distressed
on a bench in your area,
Don't try to ask me why
I feel the way that I do;
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I had no sleep today
The consequenses I know I will pay
But the slumber has just gone away
Wide awake I do lay.
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