October 10, 2018 by dwarfmaiden MONSTER Poetry anxiety, cancer, depression, fear, mental health, mental illness, poetry, self loathing, world mental health day, writing Leave a comment Can’t look. Don’t recognise that barren crown. Lipstick on a pig. Line four of this unbosoming and brimming with blubber. Can’t talk about this. Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestWhatsAppEmailLinkedInRedditTumblrPocketSkypeTelegramPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related