A mental health awareness project much loved by yours truly, sufficient to include it on this paperless space.
Notice the circle, the perpetuation of repetition, madness and insanity, a downward spiral into unending ideas that would not satisfy.
In this city, its life thrives on prejudiced mentalities.
Crumple the list, a useless try at finding reason within these scattered words.
We and me, a constant battle of wills, the other invisible people in the mind are just as real.
Sea of hands clambering for control of the main body.
The crosshatched thought cloud, a small voice hoping for a heart that would love despite odds.
Yet words hurt like a knife and so, wilt from the inside.
The gun explodes against his head.
Strings desperate, give me a lead to reach the person who has gone.
It’s time to take off the rose-coloured glasses, won’t you open your eyes.
This origami crane I fold, a thousand I would to make a wish for you.
A collage made to gather voices, to speak up for mental illnesses as tangible.