Sitting amongst the seaweed and the rocks
With my girl
Sea air tickles my nostrils and the sting hits me
Like a cold ice drink, it freezes my brain
But that’s good
My brain has been numb for weeks
My thoughts hiding in its cranial sac
Away from critical voices
But with medication now working
I can see people for what they are
Heads down they shuffle about
With their yellow tails tucked down low
beneath them
Scared the that ‘ stigma ‘ will touch them
You can see it in their eyes
no contact
they look away
Conversations stop
sometimes platitudes replace the words
They don’t want to talk about it
IT’S TABOO!
BUT I DO!
I want shout out “I am as SANE as you, more so in fact!”
So thank God for my girl, my mother and the comfort of strangers
So to my ‘friends’ I have one simple message for you
God forbid the ‘black dog’ decides to take
A walk with you
Don’t come knocking at my door
I won’t be in
I’ll be sitting amongst the seaweed and the rocks
With my girl
©Copyright 2014 by June Bolland
