Lately, I’ve been running into a lot of young people who seem to think that it’s somehow cool to act depressed and mentally ill, like it sets them apart from others and make them more interesting. Calling themselves freaks, crazies, and others. Now I’m not sure whether it’s the movies they watch, music they listen to, or their society at large that makes them think this way, but there’s one thing I know for sure, that mentally ill patients do not go about boasting their condition, on the contrary, they hide it and seek medical help. Another thing I know, is that when someone tends to assume this state, it usually catches up with them sooner or later, and they will then know for sure that there’s nothing special about mental illness and insanity.
Anyhow, here is a poem I wrote about this. Read the rest of this entry »

Growing deep inside me is a shame,
a shame of a person i despised and yet became.
Upon me he calls from a far away place,
bidding me to follow to the land of claimed grace. Read the rest of this entry »