A Poem about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Check check check

wash wash wash

check check check and then,

Wash wash wash

check check check

wash wash wash again,

OCD many may know

as Obsessive Compulsive Disorder,

Forces people who suffer from it

to do things in a certain order,

Pressure builds up inside your head

and causes anxiety,

Alone with your thoughts its almost like

you’re an outcast from society,

Seeing things through until the end

is driven by a compulsion,

Dark black thoughts inside your head

that cause you some revulsion,

Rituals you have to complete

with seemingly no end,

Making people so crazy that

it can send them around the bend,

A small insight lies here within

to this poets OCD,

I need to end this torture

so can’t you please just let me be??



Darkness of the night – A Poem

Darkness of the night


A dark black sheet that emits no light

With no trace of glow to aid ones sight

An eerie tenebrosity, a foreboding gloom

A constant shadow covering the room

No point of light, no candle’s glow

No beam of moonlight which might help show

Something, anything, but instead you’re blind

For darkness covers anything to find

Like a shroud shadowing everything it can hide

Or a blackened veil on a corpsed bride

Like an evil spectre giving you a fright

The mind plays tricks in the Darkness of the night.



Life in a poem



Starts off easy with no care in the world,

Feed after feed, sleep after sleep,

Toddling begins so you give that a whirl,

Fall after fall, weep after weep,

School begins there are tears at the gate,

Cry after cry, tear after tear,

On come the teens but not everything’s great,

Crush after crush, fear after fear,

Then the exams and their ache on your brain,

Equation after equation, overview after overview,

The hunt for a job is an emotional drain,

Advert after advert, Interview after interview,

Working full-time is a strain and a stress,

Minute after minute, hour after hour,

Next find a partner with whom love you can bless,

Kiss after kiss, flower after flower,

Life’s incomplete so it’s house, car then kids,

Nappy after nappy, worry after worry,

They grow up, leave home “Thanks for all that you did!”

Love after love, money after money,

An uphill struggle day after day,

Trial after trial, headache after headache,

Worries that never seem to go away,

Mile after mile, mistake after mistake,

Money, taxes, bills the list just goes on,

Need after need, demand after demand,

Never enough time to get important things done,

Time after time, plan after plan,

Then it’s mid-life with its middle age spread,

At the end of it all you just end up dead.



Anti Homeless Spikes

Anti Homeless Spikes

An example of the spikes in a doorway.

Over the past few days some absolutely horrifying images such as the one above have been creeping up on social media. Upon seeing these images it started me thinking…what on Earth is our world coming to?

Please just take a moment to fully consider what these dreadful tools are used for. To my mind if a person is homeless then they must surely be at life’s lowest ebb, so just imagine how they must feel to encounter these terrible things when all they want is somewhere with a little shelter to try and spend the night.

I cannot comprehend how someone could deny this most simple of needs from another human being. How selfish can man be?


Planet Earth

Planet Earth.

Planet Earth in all its raw natural beauty.

Although sometimes it may not seem it, the planet which we call home truly is a remarkable place. From the tiniest ant to the largest whale there are so many wonders to behold. To think of how this perfect storm came together at the dawn of our planet indeed could blow someone’s mind. How fortunate we are that our rotating globe is just the perfect distance from our own source of central heating that is the Sun. Just a few miles in either direction and life as we know it would not exist.

It therefore mystifies me just how we as humans can treat our world and our fellow man so badly. Wars over religion, political differences, terrorism, race and hate crimes to name but a few. Thats not to mention hunting and killing defenceless animals simply for sport or as a trophy. Now whatever your personal stance on pollution there is certainly no denying that things here are changing and not always for the better. It seems to be man’s nature to destroy even the most beautiful of things.

Is it too late to change? I personally don’t think so, but Earth’s clock is ticking and if that clock should one day stop…well, who knows?


A Story Of Happiness Amongst All The Doom And Gloom

A truly moving story of Christian the Lion.

In our media heavy world it is mostly impossible to avoid all of the sadness and despair happening within it. Seemingly every time we turn on the news there is a story of sadness there to greet us. Couple this with the morose, monotonous melancholy that we read in the newspapers and its perhaps easy to see why the numbers of people being diagnosed with depression is escalating everyday.

So when stories such as this one come along I feel it is important to let it reach as many people as it possibly can. Just to show that there is still good in the world, that little ray of sunshine on the cloudiest of days. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Finally a big thank you to my mother for sharing this video with me.


Hi there.

My name is Rick.

You don’t know me, and I don’t know you.

But I am hoping that over the course of time, that might change.

I have never blogged before you see as I tend to procrastinate.

But I made a little promise to myself, to stop delaying things.

You only get one life, and you can either live that life or let it pass you by.  I plan on not letting mine pass me by anymore.

My blog won’t start off with a single focus, indeed it may never have that single focus.  But I can promise you this…anything I write here will be my thoughts and my thoughts alone. You may not always agree with those thoughts and that is where the comments box comes in so don’t be shy and please talk to me.

Thankyou for taking the time to read my first (admittedly awkward) blog post and I sincerely hope that you come back to read some more.

Hope you drop by again soon.