One of the goals of Angels Rise U.P. is to bring awareness about mental health and those living with brain diseases. Our mission is to provide this awareness via creative ways through artwork, which will be presented in many forms. The work can vary from inspiring stories, random poetry, and subversive digital art. Some will calm the soul while others may offend. But this is the reality that many individuals across our globe experience every single day. Our goal is to educate through the arts.
Below is a poem written during an inpatient stay while in a manic state. Thank you for taking the time to journey into the mind of another.
Inpatient Melody
narrow passage to the room decayed walls putrid litter things with wings and battered legs mold decorates between muddied tiles decoration is destructive shadows illuminate the wasted faces puzzled maniacs Crayola girl hums of a thousand blinks and stares of the dead ones your own soul takes flight locked in a room without mirrors I kept the lights off my own shadow disgusted I’d bite the covers walk naked amongst the voices light bleeds through the slit in the door enough to see the dirty of pale feet musty and sweaty smell of chaos dusty clothes and dead skin pulse in my ear waves of loud silence dancing white noise ridiculed thoughts the savory of mind friends that float amongst the dark the beast is numbered in the dust under the bed they creep they claw against flesh greasy hair against pillows scars still ooze red opened death lives on the outside the inside buried in ashes unpleasant comedic thoughts useless banter random falls humiliating deeds Inpatient melody National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1-800-273-8255 https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/
