Headspace

So I wrote this poem as a part of my contribution towards the 2021 Arts in Medicine Festival that was concluded in September.

The arts in Medicine Festival is a yearly event that takes place at the end of our training under the arts in Medicine Fellowship. Fellows were expected to create a project that targeted solving or creating a possible solution to a "challenge" in our immediate environment. 

The members of my team created a dance expressing this with some background music following. 

Our project as a group was meant to create more awareness about mental health.

A follow up post with the video will come up after this.

This poem was an avenue for me to express long pent up feelings which I have now dealt with.

When a call was put out on our group asking for someone to write a poem to facilitate our project as a group I thought to myself "why not take it up and try it".

And try I did.

As a creative, most of my writing comes from a place of inspiration, so taking this up was a big challenge for me.

Initially I kept asking myself "why did you agree to do this?" 

And then boom like magic it happened. I put pen to paper and the words started flowing.

I hope that as you read, you find solace in it, knowing that you're not alone with this struggles.

We all have our days, we all have our moments. But through it all, we are more than conquerors.

The Poem:

Lost

Alone

Afraid

Oblivious to the things around 

Can't think straight 

Can't process

I'm loosing my mind 

I can't breathe

Everything is choking 

I need space

I request to be alone

No one bulges

And so I mellow 

Pretending to be fine

When deep inside I am not

I hide my sadness beneath the cloak of pretenseful happiness 

I say to everyone that I am fine

When in reality I am loosing it 

I reach out 

Crying for help

But I am scorned and mocked

"You're sick" they say

You belong to the streets they tease

And then I admit to myself that I am sick truly 

There's no point in asking for help anymore 

People that care reach out 

But I am now gone past "accepting" help 

I have now built walls around myself 

So strong no one can come in 

I seek for quiet and a place to be alone

I go for nature

And from a distance I hear these group of birds singing a lullaby 

And Oh!!! Such great joy I feel

The walls are breaking 

I feel the weight being lifted off me

I have found my place 

Where everything is just fine

And no one judges me

My happy place 

And now I go to bed each day

With happiness plugged in my ears

The soothing sound of good music

Taking me off on a beautiful journey of no fear

I am free at last

Now I can breathe 

                                   THEOSOPHIA