Onion by Patricia Hughes
I am pickled with tears,
no one sees.
Scars stretched across
my continent of loss.
Boxed into a corner,
A diagnostic criteria of shame.
My stigmata, a lesson in extremes.
Share this stale air.
I hurt just the same
Patricia Hughes writes mostly for pleasure. She has a keen interest in mental health having spent long periods of time in a psychiatric hospital. She is interested in raising awareness of the stigma surrounding borderline personality disorder. She has had poetry published in The Perspective Project, Lagan Online, and the Easter edition of the Bangor Literary Journal.
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