Guest Blog Contributor – Tracey Fayle
When the luteal phase has started
And the rational brain has departed
When a cloud of smoke fills my head
And I’m struggling to leave my bed
All the words reach a deafening roar
The voice of doom you can’t stand no more
Let the battle commence
Take cover all who may take offence
The war in my brain is ferocious
Sometimes leading me to psychosis
words firing causing despair in me
Causing friendships to run and flea
It’s a blood bath, I’ve lost my sanity
Out of my mouth words of profanity
This war has taken over my senses
Leaving me shell shocked and defenceless
Small noises become loud bangs
Anxiety prevails, under attack in gangs
I run for cover finding safety in my words
Emotional warfare, going off like fireworks
Tearing me apart limb for limb
My light inside fading, weak and dim
Not recognising the person I have become
over powering thoughts, I won’t succumb
Pummelling my being to the core
Finding a reason, something to live for.
Pmdd my biggest contest
I won’t surrender or be oppressed
“I feel so much calmer when I’m by water.
Love a waterfall. The last picture is of West Kirby marine lake.
I go to a women’s mental health group called ‘Time for Tea’ and we often walk around the lake after it. This is my happy place.
Love a sunset too! I like to walk around here. Movement and nature are definitely my medicine.”
