A poem on OCD
Looking at window display A black dress I can’t afford Walking down Regent Street Bodies bump into me People pass like cattle Frustration Shops blur in the melee Herded towards the curb My… Read More
I thought I’d share this rather disturbing experience with you. Below is my letter of complaint that I have submitted. I have omitted the names and places so it can remain anonymous. Dear… Read More
Hello from the psychiatric ward! I won’t tell you which one but I can say that it is thoroughly crap. This is one of the worst places in the world to be. There… Read More