I believe it’s a good thing that in recent years society has become more open to discussing mental health. It probably affects more of us than any other illness. This poem I wrote some time back when I was in a reflective mood.
Sleep walking through life
Never even noticing
Even when cut by a knife
Always numb never sensitive
To compliments uttered by his wife
Retreating silently into solitude
Never hearing simple sounds
Showing emotion, never moved
Always self selecting the wrong tone
Never quite in the right mood.
Some may say self centred
Always focusing on oneself
Sometimes feeling misrepresented
When there are best intentions
Never feeling whole nor contented.
Life is full of conflict
Pulling in opposite directions
Never easy never ever licked
Facing into momentous challenge
Rarely if ever sticking to the script.