Nicky CollardCorrespondence to Dr James Fallon, Promenade Ward, Millcheck out Hospital, Nevill Avenue, Hove BN3 7HZ, UK; James.fallonatsussexpartnership.nhs.uk
They say a male with no desires,
Is favor a film through no template.
You are watching: The inner workings of my mind
Void of definition, lacklustre and dry,
Like a seagull that can"t fly.
I stagger via life,
With nopoint however strife.
Feelings of sorrow and pain,
Fall relentlessly prefer a Monshortly rain.
No even more powerful evil have the right to I uncover,
Than to be imprisoned within my own mind.
The rare sober moment via feeling so awkward,
How many even more drinks until I am slaughtered.
Acknowledgments
Dr James Fallon for submitting this poem to Medical Humanities on befifty percent of Nicky Collard.
Footnotes
Contributors The poem that is submitted was created wholly by NC, a patient of the Mental Health Homeless Team in Brighton. NC gave consent for submission to this journal. JF submitted this on behalf of NC.
Competing interests None.
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