In October of 2022, we released our second Open Call: How might we view healing in mental health through art, letters, stories and poetry following the pandemic? The following is a poetry submission we received from this open call.
“My submission depicts what several of my mornings look like, since after the Pandemic and the death of one of my closest friends. It addresses the issue of healing from depression— a mental disorder— from a personal perspective. My poem also draws a parallel between my life-story and that of Vincent van Gogh, the renowned post-impressionist artist who shot himself to death in the July of 1890, due to depression. It shows that depression has been here for long, but that we can stay strong— by learning to heal gradually. My poem matters because it outlines effective steps I’ve been taking to push through my gloomiest days. And I believe this can be very helpful for others who are feeling so down; feeling like they should just end everything with a stark finality.”Chiwenite Onyekwelu
Daily Routine Of Waking Up
Mostly it begins with the bed,
yellowness of my room. This
is no Post-
impressionist Art Hub, so I yawn.
I stretch. I
drag my body, half naked, onto
tiles. Today— again— I won’t
thin gloss of paint for a lingering
been right here since after our last
since the pandemic, since those
lowered my friend, TY, into the
I mean, isn’t that the way grief
Last night a health journal, the one
sitting 4ft away from the sizzling
explained that depression too is a
order. & I googled the difference:
Depression. Lingering ghosts.
I’m not sure
where the line begins to connect.
Or if. I just
know my mood’s been gloomy for
far too long
& it keeps wanting to be fed: hard
cheek. Peppered eyes. Live heart
in place of.
beef. I set the table & then I’m food.
biography, the post-impressionist
Vincent van Gogh pulls a sunflower
his belly. In the same, he pulls a
how quickly depression exchanges
with something dense. I know. I’m
to heal— it’s just so hard when the
you. In the mean time, I’ve got to
bathroom. Scrub this body clean.
my best look in the mirror’s stare. Or
the howfas in my DM. It’s a brand
I have a bus to catch & Lord knows
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