I find myself in a lot of discussions about mental health, depression, suicidal thoughts, and so on. I make no claim of expertise in the matter.
But Stoner via Katie brought up the idea of people saying (or just thinking) that ‘it’s all in your head’, and pointing (I think) to the fact that this must be about the most useless piece of psychiatric advise possible.
Well, of course it’s in my head, you moron. If you break your big toe do I reassure you with the message, “don’t worry, it’s all in your foot”?
“It’s all in my head, you say??? Thank Christ for that. I was worried that it might be in my bum somewhere.”
Anyway. Whatever. I’m just jotting something down for the sake of jotting something down. As usual.
***
I’m sorry that I’m needy
But I’m feelin’ kinda seedy
I think I might be better off in bed
You think I’m being lazy
But I’m going fucking crazy
And every day just fills me full of dread
I am taking all these pills
I don’t take them for the thrills
They’re to kill off all the demons in my head
I wish they’d go away
But I think they’re here to stay
So I think I might just kill myself instead.
***
Richmond Road 
Those demons in your head
I wish they were dead
So that I can see the true you again
Don’t let them take over
Remember, you’re the owner
Of your mind, your brain, this den
So if those cocktails of pills aren’t working
And those demons are still lurking
Then tell those squatters you’re here to stay
You must take charge
I know you’re in there Sarge
It’s time for them to go away
They’re merely renting a place
And made your head their base
But they’ve reached long ago their time span
You gotta be strict
No pills, no doc can evict
As their landlord only YOU CAN
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Wow! Goodness. Thankyou.
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Maybe it IS in your bum?? 🤔 😂😂
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Yeah, probably. That’s where most things end up.
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Great write, thanks for interacting with me. Sorry if I’ve been a bit quiet. Battling covid and chronic illnesses.
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Thank you. Take care. Stay safe.
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