Where The Whisperers Are

The anti-psychotic medication
is driving me crazy…
all Channels
and Communication
is BLOCKED!
My periods have started
thinning-out,
and I’ve car-crashed
straight into anorexia again.
I only self-harm
when I choose to, myself
… no gimmick, or tantrum…
it’s deeper, personal
… a business
not for the noses of others.
I just want off this zombie ward,
home to my little council flat,
with its salt-lined windows,
and jars of bent nails…
so I can crawl into the Hive,
ladder-climb down
the Well of my Soul…
and make my [SAFE] way
back to where The Whisperers are.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.