Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Normality

Normality, a self reflective mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

​So what is normal, and what if it’s not

What is normal like, I think I forgot

Live my life for me, not part of some plot

Looking so different, I’m not hard to spot

My mind open wide, don’t want it to rot

Open to changes, I listen a lot

Expanding my mind, ideas that I’ve got

Normal is average, I guess that I’m not

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Posted in Photography, Poetry

Poem: The Life Of A Photographer

The life of a photographer, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

A normal person sees a storm,

thinks help and runs away

A photographer sees that storm,

and runs the other way

Off into the cold they go, the wind,

the rain and more

To capture pics no matter what,

of all the things they saw

Watching all the huge waves crashing,

defiantly they stand

Looking out from beneath the pier,

with camera in hand

Why do we do such stupid things,

like photograph the snow

We can’t resist to get that pic,

so off we always go

We see the world through rule of thirds,

and many shades of grey

The search to get the perfect shot,

continues every day

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/the-life-of-a-photographer-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Just Be

Just be, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

They say we that must obey
Follow orders every day

They say we that must conform
Can that be why I was born

That we must always blend in
From start of life til ending

Don’t you ever rock the boat
You will lose your right to vote

Always colour in the lines
Or else you might get big fines

Rules are only to save us
Or are they to enslave us

Make sure you fit in a box
Like a sheep not like a fox

You can fit in if you choose
Believe stories in the news

Fill your mind with all those lies
The real truth they do disguise

Must be part of the system
Don’t try to hack that system

Just a cog in the machine
You can smash it with a dream

Look inside you know it’s true
Love life whatever you do

Remember your mind is free
Be yourself, you can “just be”

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/just-be-poem-by-dean-thorpe.html

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Posted in Animals, Poetry

Poem: Just Another Dumb Animal

Just another dumb animal, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Just another dumb animal,
Said the man standing by the wall.
Looking out at a scruffy cat,
From underneath his old grey hat.
His suit so smart, his face so old,
Waiting for the train in the cold.
Off to do a job that he hates,
To put food on his children’s plates.
It made me think to hear those words,
About the lives of cats and birds.
A cat may be a little sad,
But would it go completely mad?
A dog doesn’t need to pay the bills,
Or understand the toxic spills.
A mouse would never give a squeak,
If you told it that the pound is weak.
A snake won’t need a credit card,
To help it through when times are hard.
A rabbit does not suffer the blues,
When it can’t wear the latest shoes.
A gerbil would not live on drugs,
Paid for by the people he mugs.
A bird flies high above the crowds,
Looking down from above the clouds.
The biggest things that give us stress,
Are problems caused by our own mess.
We fill our lives, create such fuss,
Maybe the dumb animals are us?

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/just-another-dumb-animal-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Feeling Alone

Feeling alone, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

In my life, I’ve met many people
Why do I, still feel, so alone
In a world, with so many people
Why am I, sitting here, all alone
Walking past, go so many people
How I wish, that I was, safe at home
Looking out, at all these people
Do they all, feel just, as alone?

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/feeling-alone-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Feel The Pain

Feel the pain, a mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Feel the pain, deep inside

Nasty scratches, hard to hide

Feel the pain, is what I need

Cut myself, until I bleed

Feel the pain, I was so blind

Seemed so right, at the time

Feel the pain, I was so wrong

Should have known that, all along

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/feel-the-pain-poem.html

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Very random poetry, by a very random poet, Daphne Tore
Posted in Others, Poetry

Poem: Eh Ju Kay Shon

Eh ju kay Shon, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Always moving, Never improving

It made me blue, I was always new

Never fitting in, Could never win

Felt so left out, Life full of doubt

Thought I was thick, Was always off sick

Sick of that place, My unfitting face

Felt such a fool, That was school

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/eh-ju-kay-shon-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Derailed Train Of Thought

Derailed train of thought, a mental health poem

Written by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

My mind is a scary place to be,

It’s a place nobody wants to see.

I have spent most of my life in there,

Hiding from a world that doesn’t care.

My mind is a lonely place to be,

Nobody here can understand me.

The conflict of light and dark inside.

A battle from which I cannot hide,

My mind is a deadly place to be,

The voices inside want to hurt me.

They are trapped and can never escape,

So they try to poison me with hate.

My mind is a random place to be,

Voices always try to confuse me.

The quest to focus has always failed,

My train of thought has been derailed.

My mind is a noisy place to be,

A whirlwind of voices surrounds me.

Only music can block them all out,

It protects me when they scream and shout.

My mind is a dark prison for me,

No way for me to ever be free.

I don’t want to go out of my mind,

As a way back I might never find.

My mind is the only place for me,

The place I still always want to be.

A strange place that I can call my home.

Where I can sit proud upon my throne.

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/derailed-train-of-thought-poem-by-dean-thorpe.html

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Very random poetry, by a very random poet, Daphne Tore
Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: The Concept Of Happiness

The concept of happiness, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Happiness means different things,
to different people
What can fill one person with joy,
doesn’t always please all
The media tells you to buy,
things they claim give you smiles
The only person that’s grinning,
counts their money in piles
Money doesn’t make you happy,
and nor does loads of stuff
All that will happen in the end,
is that payday will be tough
What will truly make you happy,
what really makes your days
Spending time with friends and family,
feeling the sunshines rays
Do the things that make you happy,
enjoy it while you can
While thinking about the future,
have a flexible plan
Don’t worry about the others,
live your life for yourself
Find what matters deep inside you,
don’t worry about wealth
Find someone that makes you happy,
just find that special one
Someone that makes you feel so safe,
someone that makes life fun

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/the-concept-of-happiness-poem.html

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Posted in Mental health, Poetry

Poem: Colours Of My Life

Colours of my life, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Green, colour of life, so fresh and new
Red, blood flows so deep, deep within you
Blue, how I do feel, life full of doubt
Pink, my flesh so weak, mind so worn out
Black, my mood can be, so full of pain
White, future unknown, random like rain

http://www.deathprone.co.uk/a-poem-about-the-colours-of-my-life.html

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