Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: mental health
You Can.
Self doubt can be a crippling thing and believe me when I say I understand that not everything is achievable, whether that’s due to energy levels, mental health, or other obstacles. But don’t ever let anyone tell you what your story has to be….
NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?
Do I let the cats heal me? Press their tiny beans Into my sore muscles Again and again A much needed kneading. Do I let their meowing Cacaphony Chase away the Twittering birds of brain. Do I let the earthquake rumble Of purring Ground…
NaPoWriMo Day Four: Grey Sky Mood
When the sky is grey Like fluffy grease From the bottom Of a chef’s shoe Like a smear of ash From a dead campfire Like pencil shading Abruptly halted By the snapping of lead. When the sky is grey And looms above my garden…
NaPoWriMo Day Three: Sacred Crossroads
Wandering, feet finding their own way Over treacherous stones Sucking mud puddles Velvet grass, chomped short By sheep. The wood, the fields, the ditches Are my pathways To walk without interference From my unruly mind. These shoes have seen a lot Fights, nights out,…
Big Deal
Just because something isn’t a big deal to you, doesn’t mean it isn’t a big deal to someone else. If someone tells you something is bothering them, listen. It’s completely okay to not understand. It’s not okay to belittle their emotions. If someone snaps,…
Elusive Happiness
I felt happy several times this weekend. Playing with my little girl. Hearing her laugh. Watching her grow. Seeing friends. Chatting. Sharing. Unwinding. Watching Buffy. Chilling. Escaping. Yet as I fell asleep, or tried to, on Sunday night, all I could think about was…
Lonely Bubble
The boy pulls my arm Look at this bubble! He cries, and sighs In delight. It sits, unharmed, on the rainy tarmac Wet and round and glossy A perfect hemisphere A ghostly fried egg imitator A final resting place With no predicted pop. It…
