I am wearing a t-shirt from the To Write Love on Her Arms movement in the USA. The t-shirt says 'you cannot be replaced.'
I was going to repost something I've already written, but I have written a lot explicitly and implicitly about life woven through with experiences of depression.
perhaps a poem. this was first published on this blog on 4 Feb 2010. It appears in On Wisdom's Wings, a collection of poems that is also woven through with experiences of depression (and love, Spirit, loss, butterflies, life); soon to be published by Ginninderra Press.
Suicide is preventable. Healing is possible. However tenuous it might be.
Please show kindness to those you meet.
beneath a sepia sky
of rainclouds reflecting
my cheeks are wet, not by rain,
but by the profound
of wholeness, however tenuous,
painted against a black
scars an etching of regret, edges
faded and worn, colour
and yet –
piercing through to the heart
eyes that shine despite it all
for a precious, tenuous